Dang, @tenngun. This is deep.
I think there was a passage in one of the Faulkner novels about a fellow greasing up his 10 gauge with bacon grease, but he checked on it the next day and it looked like it was covered with snuff.
However, I had not really thought about the cast iron ware. I used to cook bacon regularly, and just poured off the excess grease and wiped the skillet. It never showed a spot of rust, and food didn't stick if you paid attention while cooking.
We hardly ever eat bacon now. That's about to change, though... Our son came to see us a few days ago, and brought me a four-pound slab of it that he got from a Hungarian butcher shop. Good thing I had just sharpened up the big knife. I sliced it up and put most of it in the freezer, but couldn't resist cooking a few strips. I kept going back in the kitchen to get another bite all afternoon. It was like candy.
My wife will probably make me go outside and use the camp stove to fry the rest of it, which will not be a problem.
Notchy Bob
I think there was a passage in one of the Faulkner novels about a fellow greasing up his 10 gauge with bacon grease, but he checked on it the next day and it looked like it was covered with snuff.
However, I had not really thought about the cast iron ware. I used to cook bacon regularly, and just poured off the excess grease and wiped the skillet. It never showed a spot of rust, and food didn't stick if you paid attention while cooking.
We hardly ever eat bacon now. That's about to change, though... Our son came to see us a few days ago, and brought me a four-pound slab of it that he got from a Hungarian butcher shop. Good thing I had just sharpened up the big knife. I sliced it up and put most of it in the freezer, but couldn't resist cooking a few strips. I kept going back in the kitchen to get another bite all afternoon. It was like candy.
My wife will probably make me go outside and use the camp stove to fry the rest of it, which will not be a problem.
Notchy Bob