I fell head over heels in love with cast iron in the grilling aisle of my local hardware store. I grew up with a mom who is an amazing cook and a grandma who could take flour and transform it into what I imagined a hug tasted like. I was always in the kitchen, observing and passively taking it in but not actively participating.
It wasn’t until I went away to college and got homesick for my mom’s cooking that
