After twenty-five years, I finally retired my cast iron cookware. The enamel had chipped on the cooking surface, so it was time. I always thought they'd last me for life, and to be fair, 25 years wasn't a bad effort. I replaced them with stainless steel. No coating, nothing to chip or wear away, just good honest metal that, if I look after it, could easily see me through another 25 years. What I wasn't expecting was having to learn how to cook all over again. The First Disast
