For me it is the fact that our blood contains iron. I earlier used to believe the word stood for some ‘organic element’ since I couldn’t accept we had metal flowing through our supposed carbon-based bodies, till I realized that is where the taste and smell of blood comes from.
Yeah, its like a trade off. I’m uneasy about having to season a pan for some reason. I’m pretty sure I have OCD and if I can’t clean a dish the way I clean my other dishes it bugs me to some extent.
Ah gotcha, I can understand how that might be a thing; cat iron is definitely something you treat differently than other dishes. There’s a whole fascinating level of nerdery to proper seasoning, but it’s definitely special cookware that doesn’t fit the usual patterns.
yeah, for some reason it gets to me that there is something left on the pan on purpose. My brain just wants me to scrub it all off.