Frying chicken one day, my mother reminded me never, ever to put cast iron in the dishwasher. "Some people don't even wash theirs, but I like a little hot soapy water on mine," she said. "Then I spray it with a little Pam—not too much—and wipe it out with a paper towel." My uncle, sipping his coffee and listening quietly from a corner in the kitchen, offered this summary of cast iron care: "The nastier it is, the better it cooks."
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July 20, 2011
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I always think of you and Nannette every time I use my Lodge cast iron skillet. One of my favorite wedding gifts!
Posted by: Kelcei Chamberlain | July 20, 2011 at 12:32 PM
I hope we gave you a complimentary can of Pam:)
Posted by: valerieluesse | July 20, 2011 at 04:48 PM
DEFINITELY! No Cast-iron in the dishwasher.
Hot, mild, soapy water is the best for it.
However, I don't recommend using Pam on them. There are a few other things in there that tend to gunk up cast-iron over time. I like to stick with just plain vegetable oil.
Posted by: James | July 21, 2011 at 08:41 AM
That could explain a few things in my cabinet . . . Thanks!
Posted by: valerieluesse | July 21, 2011 at 12:40 PM