OMG!!! My jaw dropped at the thought of that!!! I have only got my bread pans seasoned after 5 years!!! Lemon Drop time after that?

Well, at least he had his heart in the right place.

That is very sweet!

Conversely, I knew a kind woman who cleaned all of her husband's pipes...same kinda misplaced effort.

This is why my husband and I have the household duties split thusly: I do everything in the kitchen (cooking and cleaning) and he does the rest out the housework.

There is no game face that does the trick when you come home to find your cast iron skillet soaking in the sink.

My 11 year old boy lost our remote ON FATHERS DAY.

I broke out in hives.

And to think of all the other "things around the house" with a "patina" that REALLY need cleaning. Bittersweet!

I read in a "kitchen bloopers" column somewhere the story of newlyweds...she left the house, and the poor man kindly scrubbed all the pans to shiny silver...including the non-stick one! Bet he could barely lift his arm after that.

Thin sheen of crisco, 500 degree oven, about 80 minutes.

Turn the fan on.

Repeat until satisfied.

What a sweetheart. I know the feeling though, my hubby detailed my "new" '73 Superbeetle... including scraping off the vintage Grateful Dead sticker on the back window!!! AAAAHHHH!!!! Wish I had kept my gameface like you did. Oh well.

Oh no! My dad did that to my mom's wonderfully seasoned cast iron skillets a few years back. Mom wasn't so good with her game face...

- hfs

Wow! I don't envy you the conversation. But what a really nice gesture.

Same thing happened with my non-stick stuff right when John first moved in except he put it all in the dishwasher. Now we only have stainless steel pots and pans. I'm alright with those being shiny, but I think the thing that gets to me is the way he loads the dishwasher. It's resulted in a lot of chipped rice bowls.

However, I'm just happy he's contributing so I don't say much and try to pick up a bowl or two when I'm at the Asian grocery store.

Good luck with the talk. I really enjoy your blog and your honesty.

The first meal I ever cooked for my husband, I gave him the Cast Iron Skillet Lecture. And he said, "Of course you don't put soap in those. Even I know THAT." That's when I knew I had a winner. :-)

Oy vey. My Grandma scrubbed my Dad's wok one time - I thought the man was going to weep.

Sounds like a real sweetie! Maybe it would be better to let him have the remote.....hehehehe

What a nice guy :) And you're pretty nice too for masking your horror...

oh dear god. high thee to a sally-ann for some used and serviceable pots and pans? replace his favourite old chair with a shiny new lazy boy by way of passive aggressive revenge?

Hope he doesn't read your blog :D

Sorry about the pans - DH gets screeched at if he even attempts to clean my cast iron.

truly you love this man, because that's definitely grounds for divorce

bless his heart...
love that.

in the south we say, bless his heart when talking about some poor old soul.
Talking about the hideous newborn of your sister, you say "not very pretty is he, bless his heart".
Talking about nutty grammpy "can't remember to zip or unzip, bless his heart".
It covers all sins...

I can just hear it...friends over... you say "husband dear cleaned my pans, bless his heart". The southerners will know.

dearie... he's so sweet. but i think let him be occupied with the remote while you bang away with your pans. waitminute, could it be "sweet revenge" for hiding the remote?

Yep . . .he's a keepah...
My DH thought he was helping when he did the laundry. I now where "pink" undies, bras, t-shirts . . . you get the picture. I just couldn't figure out what "red" item he threw in with the "whites"? I don't wear a lot of red, except when I blow my cool.
I have fun with you... :-)

Tootles,
Anni

My housemate decided to be helpful one day and 'cleaned' my carbon steel wok back to shiny and silver.

It must have taken at least an hour to get three years of seasoning off the wok, not to mention lots of detergent.

*sigh*

All new housemates are taught proper cleaning and care of woks, knives and other kitchen equipment as one of the first things these days.

First time poster - love the blog

Don't look at me. I put my cast iron skillets through the dishwasher to save myself from scrubbing.

Oh..I'm laughing and cringing simultaneously! How wonderful of him to do that for you! You KNOW that he was anticipating the look on your face of appreciation and love when you saw how he'd labored for you, his love..
And how good of you to put on the game face for him, your love. You did exactly the right thing. I applaud you for not crying and blubbering, as I may have done.
Maybe in return, you could do something nice for him? Like clean his computer. I believe it's called "reformatting"? All shiny and clean just for him!
Oh no don't do that, but it surely is the equivelant!