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Cast Iron

Over the weekend, I took a step towards commitment, maturity, and grown-up — umm — ocity by becoming the proud owner of two pieces of cast iron cookware. It turns out that cast iron is a big responsibility, much like having children.

Especially, if like me, you would be the kind of parent who would solve discipline problems with your children by spraying them with PAM and shoving them in the oven for an hour.

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1 Comment

  1. Never. I repeated never have children. Ever.

    Caitlin | 3.1.07 | 5pm

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