• Terry Fox-ish

    Every year on this weekend for a generation Canadians go for a run.

    Forty years ago a young man named Terry Fox, long since deservedly held up as a national hero, attempted to run east to west across the country. He was in remission from cancer, and had lost a leg to it, but set anyways out to raise money and awareness.

    He made it about a third of the way before ending his run and passing away shortly after.

    The Terry Fox run is usually held annually on this very weekend and brings out countless folks from across the country to continue the run in spirit and memory.

    It was a virtual run this year thanks to a lingering global pandemic.

    So. It was pretty much a normal Sunday Runday for us.

    Except.

    Except a couple years ago one of our run crew passed from cancer.

    Her family put up a memorial bench in the local dog park in our river valley, a convenient distance away for a modest Sunday run.

    We might not have specifically run for Terry Fox this morning, but I’d like to think that ten of us adventuring down to find the bench, running through the autumn trails, and finding the memorial for our fallen crewmate was kinda a parallel effort in the right spirit of the day.

  • Strip This Pan, Part Two

    I know that with a name like “the cast iron guy” you might expect that I’m some kind of guru in cast iron when in reality it as much about a philosophy of life that is expressed in the form and function of cast iron as much as a so-called cast iron expertise.

    I write this as a caveat because often I post ideas that I’m as much interested in exploring more about or expanding my experience with and not so much sharing some deep knowledge of or advice in.

    Like, say, recommendations for stripping a cast iron pan for reseasoning … with, say, vinegar.

    Something that I have to report that as of my experience over the last twenty four hours did not work out at all for me.

    I set up a shallow basin in the backyard.

    I rested my twenty-inch cast iron grill in the basin.

    I submerged the grill with a generous glug-glug-glug of multiple litres of 5% white vinegar.

    I let it sit for sixteen hours.

    The result? My pan was wet and smelled of vinegar, but there was no noticable breakdown of the seasoning let alone was it completely flaking off or otherwise dissolved. In fact, I would say all I accomplished was wasting about five bucks worth of vinegar. The pan after drying is unchanged from its soak in food-grade dilute acetic acid.

    I suppose the allure of this idea that vinegar might have come from the notion that acids are bad for seasoning. We’re told to limit how much you might, say, cook with tomatoes (which are an acidic food) because they degrade your seasoning. A few years ago I made the mistake of leaving a bit of tomato sauce in the bottom of a pan (someone else put the lid on and it got missed in clean up) and a couple days later the seasoning had degraded to the point where I needed to run it through the oven a few times.

    Also, vinegar seems like one of the easier and/or cheaper methods of stripping a pan. No fancy chemicals cleaners or tools or long, energy-expensive trials in the oven: just a bit of solution from the cupboard.

    It’s also suprising how many search results appear for this, too, complete with warning about how the pan might rust up as soon as you pull it from the vinegar bath.

    I suppose, if I’m being generous to these content farmers, there are many vaguely worded bits of advice about using vinegar on cast iron and there seems to be a genuine misunderstanding between “cleaning” a pan and actually stripping the seasoning. It’s easy to assume it will work “as advertised” if you’ve never tried it for yourself.

    Which I have now tried.

    And which I’ll not be trying again, unless someone happens to point out some glaring error I may have made in my simplistic trial of (basically) soaking my pan in kitchen chemical overnight.

    Bringing me back to my point of experience versus expertise: prior to this weekend I had no experience with vinegar and cast iron, whereas now I can confidently advise that I don’t recommend you bother with this method.

  • Short: Friday Fires

    Long work days, short cool evenings.

    I had my phone in one hand and an axe in the other (metaphorically speaking, of course) as Friday’s quitting time slipped into view. The benefit of (still) working from home is that I can check the laptop for rogue, last-minute emails even while I heat up the backyard firepit for a cookout.

    At five pm I cracked a beer and stoked the coals just right to grill up some juicy steaks and a foil packet of freshly dug garden spuds.

    Not a terrible way to start the weekend. Not terrible at all.

  • Short: Pour Over Coffee

    Maybe it was obvious, but those little coffee pods had their moment… and that moment has passed.

    At least, it has for me…

    And maybe it’s also obvious, but picking up a cheap little pour over cone (for roughly half the cost of a box of pods) has me making my afternoon cup in a much different way lately.

    Sure, it takes a few more minutes and has a little bit more cleanup, but the results are fantastic.

    I’m gonna need to dig in and write an article on this topic… when I have a bit more to say on my experience ditching the single-serve machine and migrating to something a little more manual.

  • new old older


    young green leaves, rooted into
    rough hewn stump, anchored upon
    rich forest soil, draped across
    cragged heavy stone, wedged along
    ancient sweeping mountains, jutting from
    shifting geological faults, slipping around
    revolving green orb, floating in
    vast mysterious universe

    – bardo

    I have reserved some space on this blog each week to be creative, and to post some fiction, poetry, art or prose. Writing a daily blog could easily get repetitive and turn into driveling updates. Instead, Wordy Wednesdays give me a bit of a creative nudge when inspiration strikes.

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