You are the best skillet a cook could have. You have a beautiful clear lid. You are the perfect shape…not too shallow, not too angled. You’ve served me well for over 9 years and I am so grateful someone gave you to me for a wedding present. My life would not have been the same without you.
But it’s time I moved on. You’re not healthy for me. Every time I cook with you, I fear I’m turning my insides into a non-stick surface. And while my insides grow increasingly black & slippery, you, my friend, stick to everything you come into contact with. But you’ve put up a good fight. I’ve searched high and low and could not find any other skillet that could replace you. Until now.
I found your perfect replacement. And it was 50% off. And this new skillet. Oh, it is fabulous. The food cooks so evenly and I’m not scared I’m being poisoned. What more could a girl want from her skillet?
So, thank you for all of your hard work. You deserve this retirement. Really, you do. And I’m not just saying that because I’ve found something better.