vintage cast iron

It has been a day.  Allergies started it off.  My face itches so badly it hurts.  It hurts so badly that my tear ducts ache.  The small list of tasks I had at work got added to so that the computer is running three tasks right now.  I will continue with the tasks on Monday.  Please notice, I did not say finish.  I am deeply tired.

But then there is a small joy.  My Dad sent us home with their cast iron this trip.  They no longer use it.  They use very high end non-stick type pans.  I have those as well but I still prefer the cast iron and it is what I reach for always.  Mine was just not as nice as theirs because I had bought new.  I had not had the time to hunt down vintage cast iron when I needed it.  It still worked but I feel so blessed with this gift.  I did not even realize how coveted vintage cast iron was.  I understand why but I had no clue.  I do clueless well sometimes.

Then I was on pinterest and saw a very deep cast iron pan being used to bake a sweet roll bread.  I thought the recipe was trying a bit too hard but I liked the pan.  I did some research and found out it was a chicken fryer.  I found this one on ebay.  The lid is actually another pan.  It is the same era as the cast iron pans I had been gifted.  Maybe Small Mister will use them in his own home some day.  Since the ones my Dad gave me were wedding gifts to them, I truly expect this to be the case.

I have one more deep pan coming.  I thought it would be lovely on the mountain or in the camp box. Okay, beside the camp box.  It is not going to have the lid but that is alright.  It will do what I need it to do.

It was lovely thing to come home to today.  My Beloved has been pretty lovely to come home to too.  He got another large order for steak knives and I cannot be more proud.  He makes such pretty useful knives.