Lost My Oldest Piece of Cast Iron.

:eek:

It was actually my second, but the first doesn't count since it was an imported piece of ____. Although only a contemporary Lodge #10, that skillet started my love affair with the black stuff. If not for the heavy brute, I might never have delved into the field, and would likely have walked right past the Griswolds that are now my cooking vessels of choice.

I hope she's found by someone who will appreciate her.
 
This past weekend the family and I went cabin camping with some old friends. Of course I brought a skillet. The old Lodge no longer saw much use as I now prefer lighter and polished CI, but it was treasured and found a role in the rough and tumble world of the outdoors. The morning we left, my wife packed up our goods while my job was to make sure it all fit in the vehicle. No sweat. I should have done a final walk through. I'm certain the skillet is on top of the stove where I last put it.
 
Well , I know it's hard to part with an old trusted and treasured first piece of cast iron . I have had to do it too .

However in this case maybe the person who goes there next (who may never have used cast iron) will use it and become a cast iron cook who will seek out , restore and appreciate these wonderful old pieces from the past .

They could go on to save many of these treasures from the land fill , as we do .
 
Excellent !!! M. Trainor :bow: well stated.

I hope I am just the temporary landlord of these pieces of American History.

Or, ...as my bride's mantra states... "re-cycle, re-purpose, re-use."

Charles
 
if we're going to get all philosophical and literary... here's a Vonnegut quote from 'God Bless you Mr. Rosewater'... he was talking about volunteer firemen... but I think it applies to saving good iron.

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers — joined in the serious business of keeping our food, shelter, clothing and loved ones from combining with oxygen.
 
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