I have this new affinity for cast iron skillets and Ree Drummond.
My whole life while my dad was alive, he cooked with a cast iron skillet. He taught me how to fry cornbread and cube steak, make gravy out of bacon grease and flour, you know, a few southerners staples. My dad’s mother still to this day makes the best cat head biscuits you will ever find in her cast iron.
I miss my dad and going home to his cooking. When I left home for Florida living, it was a big adjustment for me to live without Sunday southern dinners. After church I found that only a state away, Florida is not really the south. If I wanted anything close, Morrison’s Cafeteria would have to do. I would get so mad when people would ask us to go to Chili’s. That was not my idea of Sunday food. Occasionally, we would get an invitation to Miss Jo’s home for lunch, a precious friend from church, and nothing could feel more like home.
When my dad passed away and my whole world changed, so did my health and my diet. While walking through that season of loss, I gained an incredible friend and mentor, by the name of Suzi, (The Suz) who helped me transform my schedule to consistent gym days and a new way of eating. My world opened up to Mediterranean food, cooking with olive oil and lemon, eating darker greens and less and less white flour and I met Stevia for the first time.
I don’t know if it is being sentimental, the tie to my dad and southern roots, being a mom who wants to spoil her kids, or watching Ree Drummond, but the cast iron skillet has made a resurrection in my life. I haven’t reverted back to the southern meals I grew up on as we save that for holidays or special occasions, but dessert is dessert!
On a trip to my parents lake house over summer vacation, mom and I went shopping at a quaint antique store and found this amazing wall.
I left with 2! One is a traditional 10in size and the other is real deep with a lid. Don’t remember dad having a lid! Since I’ve had these babies at home, I’ve used them for everything. Now I know why Cracker Barrels pancakes are the best. These pans give them that crispy edge, when using butter of course.
Since its Labor Day weekend and we are all home, the kids asked for chocolate chip cookies. Instead of cookies, I wanted to try a cookie pie in the skillet. Ohhhh yessss, best decision ever!
I mean just look at this happy face.