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So yeah... went back to Louisiana, and it was weirder than I could imagine. Staying with my parents in their temporary rent house was like staying at hotel (except without the kickass shower heads in the bathroom... the house has plumbing issues), and looking at what remains of their actual house is one the more depressing things I've done in a very long time.
I broke in my newly acquired cast iron skillet by cooking a pan of faux corn bread (I had no eggs)... and of course it stuck like glue, and had to be scraped off. Pre-seasoned skillet, my ass!!
I broke in my newly acquired cast iron skillet by cooking a pan of faux corn bread (I had no eggs)... and of course it stuck like glue, and had to be scraped off. Pre-seasoned skillet, my ass!!