The oil in the skillet meekishly starts to smoke, halted now, it sizzles to sweeten the garlic that now fills the air. A reminder that food is more than just flavor! I have an iron skillet, often used, but an honored representative of comfort foods, meals shared, and somethings burned - an everlasting implement in the kitchen, irreplaceable. Thus, it figures in the title of this blog. Call this my second attempt at a blog. The first was inner.ironman, born from my ironman training season. From which, I now find myself well past 'recovery', comfortably in a former state of comfort. Derived from inactivity and the need to feast! My second ironman...
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