Do you find that as Spring begins to unfurl, that an irresistible urge to sweep, clean and organize likewise begins to unfurl within you? I do and, lately, I have been on a mission. Now, one thing that has long bothered me was the state of my kitchen drawers. Cooking, a task that requires a great deal of fortitude on my part, meant a mad scramble for a spoon or a spatula. Now, it came to me that I would very much like a vintage crock to hold my kitchen utensils. But I have never seen one whilst out thrifting and the ones in Williams-Sonoma just looked too shiny, too bright, too...new. Then what do I see in a junk shop? A vintage crock! And not just any crock but one that actually says, "Kitchen Utensils" on it!
Then, shortly thereafter, in a completely different thrift shop, in a faraway town, what do I come across but a matching tiny little crock for pork drippings. The little crock has a more recent birthday than it's larger sibling but I don't mind. I had heard of grease jars but had never come across a crock for pork drippings until now. Of course, to get the pork drippings or bacon grease there has to be some cooking with said pork or bacon. Not only was a kitchen utensil crock on my wish list but a cast iron fry pan. And what do I spot on a shelf? A cast iron fry pan all nicely seasoned.
I admit that this cast iron fry pan has been a revelation to me. It has amazing heat retention and its non-stick qualities means I can avoid the dangerous siren call of Teflon. Here it is with a pork roast surrounded by parsnips courtesy of Monsieur's culinary prowess. It was all prepared in the one pan.
I admit that whenever I use this fry pan I want to sing "Home On The Range." Life slows down, quiets down until all I hear is the soothing sizzle of food cooking and the beating of my heart.
I am linking up with Her Library Adventures, Apron Thrift Girl, Knick of Time, A Stroll Thru Life, Coastal Charm, My Romantic Home, Thrifty Groove,.