I am participating in a ” 31 Days of…” series for the month of October. You see a whole bunch of sweet blogger buddies have been getting together the past few years to do 31 posts about a topic that they have a passion for. This year they have invited all of their readers to post 31 days of their passions. The blogger that first introduced me to this series was The Nester, if you are interested in participating in the 31 Days of…series, please visit her site for more information. I hope you enjoy my series on finding treasures both vintage and of the heart. Let’s hope I can overcome my inconsistent blogging habit and share those 31 posts within the next 31 days!

Of the cast iron variety! I’m not that kind of girl! And my drug of choice isn’t grown in someone’s backyard and sold discreetly at the 7 11 across the street. It can be legally purchased at Starbucks thankyouverymuch.  Although my jeans would argue that it shouldn’t be legal considering my drug of choice is usually bathed in sugar and topped with creamy goodness. If your completely confused by my tangents and have no idea what I’m talking about, here’s a picture… (if I’ve still got your attention and you haven’t run off to get your own cup of sugar and creamy goodness.)

This pot is a Griswold Double Hinged Skillet. (Looks like he’s smiling for the camera doesn’t it?)  He was picked up at Goodwill for $30, apparently that’s a pretty good deal on a skillet from this maker. Honestly, I’m not the one who picks this sort of thing up. Bubba is the cook of casa de yellow so he’s usually the one on the look out for this sort of thing.

According to this site our skillet could be from 1940’s or later. And apparently, it’s not considered “good” metal since the Griswold is not in italic letters. After 1940, diminished metal was used to make cast iron pots, and Griswold stopped italicizing it’s name within the cross after that point. But again, I’m not an expert on cast iron, I just like old stuff and history. This little skillet wasn’t purchased for it’s monetary value, it was merely purchased for it’s unique quality.

See, it opens, and there’s not a lot of wear and tear on it. So, it must not have been used very often. This booger is pretty heavy too, so that might explain the lack of use. Or the original owner could have been a non-cooking April and only depended on microwave dinners and Lucky Charms to get by. Really, I have a hard time remembering how to turn the stove on. My mother thinks it’s hilarious, my Bubba not so much.

I never would have made it in the times before microwave technology, and when the women were expected to cook. My family definitely would have starved!

Well, I’m off to root around the kitchen for some Lucky Charms or maybe if I give Bubba the sweet eye he’ll make me some dinner.