Remember all the cooking I’ve been doing this week? Well, when I made the Fig and Sausage Salad for Friday night’s meal deliveries, I made a mess in my pan that looked very similarly to this loveliness on the left. My mess was actually worse because it was from caramelizing onions. It was the kind of burnt on mess that if I understood chemical reactions, I’d swear that the onion juice had somehow formed an impenetrable chemical bond with the bottom of my pan. I don’t understand chemical reactions though…but I am fairly certain that actual scenario isn’t actually possible.
So it soaked overnight and then when i still couldn’t get it off, I stuck it in the dishwasher to see if that helped at all.
It didn’t. But I think I really knew that. I just wanted to buy myself another day before I had to deal with it. Because the stuff had to come off, lest it ruin every subsequent thing I endeavor to cook in that pan. I could avoid it, but I couldn’t leave it.
So this morning, when I was unloading the dishwasher, there it was waiting for me in all of it’s burnt on glory.
This pan called for a heavy duty cleaner….
And… some help from The Hubs!
We alternated scrubbing the burnt on mess for probably almost 30 minutes until it was finally clean again. And while I was finishing up, I started thinking…