#castiron — Public Fediverse posts
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Cast iron 'seasoning' isn't a surface coating — it's polymerized fat that's chemically bonded to the metal through repeated heating. The pan your grandmother left you might have sixty years of cooking embedded at a molecular level. You're not cleaning it. You're adding to it. #cooking #castIron #food
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📍: Railway Bridge, Summit Tunnel
ℹ️: railway bridge
🗺: https://www.openstreetmap.org/?mlat=52.5029718249501&mlon=-1.97830918675507#map=17/52.5029718249501/-1.97830918675507
📸: Photo by ell brown on Flickr https://www.flickr.com/photos/39415781@N06/7187722453#canal #narrowboat #england #uk #flickr #greatbritain #trees #tree #unitedkingdom #bcn #canals #telford #castiron #westmidlands #thomastelford #blackcountry #smethwick #sandwell #galtonbridge #galtontunnel #castironrailings
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#PecanPie in a #CastIron skillet.
My youngest died of a #brainBleed in January. He was 23. He was living with my ex and I hadn't made this pie in ages. We had a #CelebrationOfLife in May.
He would ask to put his head on my chest to listen to my heart when we was really stressed.
He bent the tip of my best knife by throwing it at me (#ADHD sometimes means giving in to impulses). Because it was a #Damascus bade, I had to take that bit off.
I remember less often.
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#PecanPie in a #CastIron skillet.
My youngest died of a #brainBleed in January. He was 23. He was living with my ex and I hadn't made this pie in ages. We had a #CelebrationOfLife in May.
He would ask to put his head on my chest to listen to my heart when we was really stressed.
He bent the tip of my best knife by throwing it at me (#ADHD sometimes means giving in to impulses). Because it was a #Damascus bade, I had to take that bit off.
I remember less often.
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#PecanPie in a #CastIron skillet.
My youngest died of a #brainBleed in January. He was 23. He was living with my ex and I hadn't made this pie in ages. We had a #CelebrationOfLife in May.
He would ask to put his head on my chest to listen to my heart when we was really stressed.
He bent the tip of my best knife by throwing it at me (#ADHD sometimes means giving in to impulses). Because it was a #Damascus bade, I had to take that bit off.
I remember less often.