Over at Global Nerdy, a little piece on computer security guru Bruce Schneier’s essay, Casual Conversation, R.I.P..
Month: October 2006
Courtesy of Miss Fipi Lele and Defective Yeti, here’s a comic that pretty much sums up Batman’s motivation to fight crime in Gotham City: My Parents are Dead…
Update: Found out who drew the comic — it’s Scott Kurtz of PvP! The original source is here.
We’re less than a month away from November 13th, the day Accordion City votes for its mayor. I’d be slacking on my civic duty if I didn’t point you to what I feel is the best damned blog on the election: Spacing Votes, a part of Spacing magazine’s web site.
Spacing Votes does an excellent job rounding up the news stories from the media as well as providing their own commentary — commentary so good that candidate Jane Pitfield’s team plagiarized it in one instance.
Go check it out, and tell ’em I sent you.
The original post
Chris McAvoy from the foodie blog Tastebud sent me an email letting me know that he’s posted up a follow-up entry to his entry on how to cook steak. This one covers the care and feeding of a cast-iron skillet. You should get your paws on one of these old-school cooking implements if you haven’t got one.
Update
Years have passed since this article was posted, and my friend Justin said this in the comments:
Dammit! Came back here to find this article, and it’s gone due to linkrot. I thought the Internet was forever – or maybe that’s just the bad stuff.
I’m not going to let someone else’s linkrot get in the way. I made a trip down Memory Lane courtesy of the Wayback Machine and found the article. I’ve posted the text here because I think Chris, the original author, won’t mind. Here you go, Justin, and all you other cast-iron cookery enthusiasts — this one’s for you!
So here it is, now that you’ve got a big hunk of iron in your kitchen, how do you take care of it?
Seasoning
The first thing you’ll need to do is season the skillet. Lots of cast iron skillets come “pre-seasoned”. Don’t believe them. Sure, they’re sort of seasoned, but there’s still work to be done. Take a big hunk of shortening and smear it over every inch of the cooking area of the pan. Put it in a very hot oven for a while. The fat will melt (and smoke a little bit). As the pan heats up, teeny tiny pores in the metal will open up and suck up the melted fat. When the pan cools, the pores close up, retaining the fat. The next time you heat the skillet up (like when you’re cooking) the fat is released a little bit at a time, creating a non-stick surface.
After about twenty minutes or so at 400 degrees, take the skillet out and let it cool. When it’s cool enough, clean it out with paper towels. Don’t use any water. No water? Yeah, kind of freaky, stand by.
Cleaning
Modern America is so wrapped up in aluminum and stainless steel that we forget that iron rusts. It totally rusts. Your skillet may very well rust. Mine is a little rusty on the bottom. It’s going to happen, so just get it in your head now. The only area of the skillet that you absolutely can’t have rust on is the cooking area. We all know that water makes rust, and that water cleans skillets, so how do you clean the skillet without water? Here comes the exciting part…SALT. You pour some kosher salt in it and scrub with paper towels.
Whoah. No soap? Somewhere, your Mom is clucking her tongue. She wants you to use soap. So does your Grandma. You know who doesn’t? Your GREAT Grandma. She’s not so wrapped up in purell and anti-bacteria hoo hah that she understands that you don’t need to use soap and water to get an iron skillet clean. We like our pan to be greasy. It’s a good thing. You’re going to get that thing so hot when you cook that it’ll kill all bacteria. Go to Billy Goat’s or one of the dozens of Chicago taco joints and ask them how they clean their giant griddles. I guarantee you they don’t use soap and water. I’d be willing to bet they don’t even use water. They just scrape off the crusty’s and keep it really hot. Your cast iron skillet is the next door neighbor to one of those big iron griddles. Trust Billy Goat’s.
When possible, just wipe it clean with paper towels. If you get some stuck on crap, scrub it off with some dry kosher salt. I’ve been doing this for over a year now. I cook eggs, bacon, sausage, corn bread, pancakes, steak, all kinds of stuff in this skillet and I’ve never gotten sick. Water has never been used to clean it, ever. It works, and it keeps a nice seasoned cooking surface.
What not to Cook
Technically, you can cook just about anything in your skillet. It’s a straight up fry pan. However, for the first couple of weeks avoid acidic stuff, like tomatoes. They’ll eat through your weak seasoning and get at the iron. Hold off on that kind of stuff until you have a really solid seasoning.
Get to it
Cast iron is more of a committment than a regular frying pan. Once you learn to season and clean it, you’re done. Don’t worry too much about it. Seasoning is a lifelong journey of fidgeting with your iron. You’ll start to covet your skillet. You’ll show it off to friends. You’ll brag about never using soap and water to clean it. Cast iron, in my humble opinion, is the winter equivalent of a Weber grill. Both need some TLC from time to time, both have little cooking cults that adore them, and both are totally misunderstood by an average consumer. Quit being an average consumer, start taking care of a piece of cooking history. Your Great Grandmother would be proud.
Recent "Global Nerdy" Stories
What do you get when a white enterprise research guy in Manhattan teams up with an Asian programmer and tech evangelist in Toronto? Global Nerdy, the Rush Hour of tech blogs!
Here’s what we’ve written about recently:
- VCs Don’t Want to Pay for Things, Either: Freemium: new word, but a tried-and-true concept.
- Night of the Living Dead Languages: Why languages no sane programmer would touch refuse to die.
- Internet Explorer 7 Released: Available for download right now, if you like living on the bleeding edge.
- Google 3Q Profits Surge 92%: In which George explains Google’s “secret sauce” that lets them rocket past AOL, MSN and Yahoo!.
- Gartner to Jobs: License Mac OS X to Dell: Why not? Aside from the fact that Apple and Dell have used stoners in their ads, there’s really no match.
- Google’s New Adwords Gizmo: Website Optimizer: “Website Optimizer” may be a cumbersome name, but not as cumbersome as “AmIGoingToGetConversionsOrNot.com”.
My Appearance on CityNews
A Slow News Day
It must’ve been a slow news day, because CityNews aired the segment about me Googlebombing my deadbeat ex-housemate ten minutes into their broadcast! You can watch the video here.
My thanks to Amber MacArthur, who read my entry about my deadbeat ex-housemate and turned it into a news story, as well as the charming Kris Reyes and Mark the camera operator. (By the way, ladies: Mark’s a good-lookin’ fella with a cool job. Let me know if you’d like to get set up.)
The Web Articles
Note the title of the web page corresponding to the news segment: Man Punishes Ex-Roommate with “Google Bomb”. All they’d need to do is change “Man” to “Area Man” and they’d have a title that would fit right in at The Onion.
The web article has another article partnered with it, titled How to Fight Back Against “Google Bombing”. The tips listed within are somewhat useful, but inapplicable in this case. While Googlebombing him is a bit harsh, I don’t just have the legal and moral high ground, I’m in legal and moral orbit, baby.
(Besides, they forgot the most important tip: Don’t welch on your media-savvy, high-whuffie roomate.)
Cyberbullying? Nope.
Is this “cyberbullying”?
No.
Bullying implies an attack by one party with considerably more power than the attacked party. My ex-roomate is a middle-class twenty-something white male computer consultant living in the San Francisco Bay Area.
Simply put, he’s The Man. (Maybe Poor Impulse-Spending Control Man, but The Man nonetheless.)
From a socioeconomic standpoint, we’re in the same weight class. This isn’t David vs. Goliath, it’s Kenny vs. Spenny.
(From a fiscal responsibility standpoint, I’m Warren Buffet and he’s one of those people who wins the lottery and is broke the following year.)
Mission Accomplished? Will I Ever Get My Money Back?
My intent was merely to get his attention and get him to email me back. We’d had an agreement that’s he’d update me regularly about his financial situation — about once a week, even if only to tell me “Hey Joey, I can’t get you a cheque this month”. He’s been unresponsive for the past couple of months, and I got fed up.
I know that there’s a good chance that I may never get paid back. It’s been five years since he started defaulting on his rent, and I get the distinct impression that I’m not the only person to whom he owes money.
And Finally, a Joke…
To rephrase the old joke about professional musicians…
Q: What’s the difference between my deadbeat ex-housemate and an extra large pizza?
A: An extra-large pizza can feed a family of four.
I’ll keep at him continually. You never know, he could come through.
Origin of the Word "Deadbeat"
By the bye, while we’re on the topic of the deadbeat ex-housemate, here’s a page featuring the origin of the word “deadbeat”. According to the author, the term has its roots in the U.S. Civil War.