Tuesday found Cheri and I with just one of the children; a child who has decided that eating anything resembling a real meal an affront to her senses.
While she may like a meal of baked potato skins from TGIFridays, I do not.
It was at that point I decided to scrounged around the cupboard and found one of my mother's old recipe cards.
Naturally, I've modified it a bit, as I just can't leave well enough alone.
I preheated the oven to 350 while I prepped the other ingredients.
There you have it! Quick, easy and utilizing that garden goodness!
That picture you see below of the skillets on the baker's rack are just a few (a very few) of my "users".
Collectors usually differentiate between those we use and those we collect.
Users generally have a defect, pitting, or some other anomaly that detracts from them being considered 'wall hangers' or display pieces. Age often has nothing to do with it.
Among that stack of users is a first series Erie #12 skillet from the 1880s which generally run well over a hundred dollars in mint condition. The user is pitted on the bottom from the acid that early coal and gas stoves emitted, and was purchased for under twenty dollars at an estate auction.It may never hang on the wall, but is still being used for its intended purpose over a hundred years after it was made.