After an ‘incident’ with a bottle of Hornitos I couldn’t drink tequila for nearly a decade. It took 7 years before I could even smell it without wretching. It was another two years before I could drink a margarita again. Another two years before I could have a shot of it & then only the best ones.
Rumple & Jager are former favorites shots I’ve had to part ways with because of their frightening mind erasing powers.
Cant really say I do shots anymore. If I like something enough to order an ounce of neat, I’m sipping it.
This post is more of a DIY saline laxative tutorial if anyone looking to up their shart game.
Last night's dinner was two German beef sausages, an entire bag of pickled daikon radish, a half a jar of sauerkraut, and a half a jar of pickles.
Sober? Of course not. Craving pickled stuff? Apparently. Regardless, I reckon I consumed enough salt to bring down an elephant. No fart can be
trusted. The amount of mud blown already this morning is stupefying... I don't even know where it's coming from at this point or when it
will stop. I wonder if this is where the expression 'getting yourself into a pickle' comes from?
Rather than an angle grinder, a wire wheel attachment for a good power drill is what I meant
If you can clamp it to a table in some way, do so....I got shredded pretty good trying to hang on to the skillet while
I was scouring it. Burning off the plastic in a well ventilated area might save you some time too
This is the correct answer.
I just did this exact thing ( minus the plastic) with a Martin #9 we resurrected from storage recently.
I hit it with a wire wheel until satisfied and then re-seasoned.
Good cast iron is like an anvil. It finds you. This one claimed you, do the right thing and GL.