I LOVED this pan.
I bought it many years ago and in the Kitchen, we were both the same, young and unseasoned.
But in no time, we changed.
Like as a trusty steed, my pan would await me everyday, a workhorse at the stove top.
Together, we would practice basic cooking techniques: sauteing, roasting, frying, poaching, steaming, stir-frying, baking and so on.
We had a symbiotic relationship. Each day, I developed as a cook and each day, my pan developed a patina.
While its exterior of crusty, hardened oil manifested its age, its interior, glossy and smooth, demonstrated its experience.
Out of respect for my old Kitchen companion, I did not want to replace the pan until we moved into our new apartment, a couple of months ago.
I found it at our local Target store for under $20, only a few dollars more than I remember purchasing it for years ago.
My new pan is similar, but is different from my beloved one.
The new one is befitting our new life, it is pre-seasoned and is ready to get cooking.
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