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My fascination with fall began early on. When I was a wee one, I was obsessed with living in a log cabin. Visiting my dad's home state of Pennsylvania, tucked in the gorgeous, ethereal Appalachian Mountains didn't do anything but foster a deeper love for the most rustic of seasons within my heart. While I don't own any snowshoes, I'd love to be the owner of that prime collection of cast iron cookware. I see cast iron and I smell buttery cornbread... I salivate for fruity cobblers and gooey mac and cheese. I envision camping trips and cozy nights in, just the same... huddled over a steaming meal that originated in a piece of cookware that is older than I am. Skillets were just made with this season in mind.
Happy Friday! Have a glorious weekend!!!