My grandma has always treated her cast iron pans like treasures. To her, they weren’t just kitchen tools — they were part of the family, seasoned with decades of meals, laughter, and stories. One afternoon, I decided to make dinner and grabbed one of her skillets, thinking I could cook anything in it.
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