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Pride and Prejudice in Space

Chapter 3: Theo

The Hedera warehouse stuck out amongst its neighbours. Not only was it one of the largest, but its façade was covered, floor to ceiling, with crawling ivy. Fresh and green and real. In a station where having a single plot plant in your living quarters meant you were in the top 20% of the socio-economic ladder, having an entire wall covered in leaves was definitely a statement. Almost as much as the statement of hiring private security to guard it. Rounding the corner and seeing the explosion of variegated green and white leaves always struck Theo unexpectedly. It was like taking a deep breath for the first time in months.

Theo walked into foyer, approaching the front desk. A young red-haired woman sat behind the full height, pristine white desk. She looked up with a pleasant smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, a winning customer service smile hiding a mild disinterest.

“Hello sir, welcome to the Hedera Warehouse. How can I help you today?” she asked, the script rolling off her tongue for what was probably the hundredth time that day. Theo took out his ID reader and handed it to her.

“Theo Wolfe. I have an appointment with Henna,” he said. The woman took his reader and scanned it, glancing at the details that popped up. She handed it back to him with another smile.

“Thank you, Captain Wolfe. Come with me, please,” she said, getting to her feet and stepping out from behind the desk. Standing she was barely taller than the desk she sat behind and she trotted with quick tiny steps in front of him. Theo made the conscious effort of walking a little slower as she lead him through the corridors and into a small, but comfortable office. The ceiling was low and the lights set to a dim yellow, rather than the bright fluorescence of the hallway. There was a wooden desk in the back corner, unusual in a station where almost everything was made of carbon fibres and tech steel. The chair behind it was currently empty.

“Take a seat, Captain Wolfe. Ms Sabine will be with you shortly,” the receptionist gestured to the small white armchairs opposite the desk, and bobbed her head once before disappearing out of the office, closing the door behind her. Theo didn’t move to take a seat straight away.

Pan had done an impressive job to get them a meeting on the same day. He was all charm and smiles, where Theo was not so easy with people. He was still new to the art of contracts and jobs, but with a little more training, Theo was sure Pan would be a very good face of their operations. Normally he would have brought Pan with him so he could watch and learn. But Henna could be difficult, and Pan wasn’t too far off when he’d said there was history between them. Though perhaps not the history Pan was insinuating.

A number of years back, one of Henna’s ships had been commandeered when news that rebels were moving on Genesis reached Alliance ears. It was one of the biggest organised attacks the Alliance had ever seen, with word they’d received help all the way from the Volans system in attempt to override the Alliance’s hold on Andromeda.

The ship in question had been on its way back to Genesis, laden with fresh supplies. Food, water and all sorts of creature comforts. Naturally his officers had helped themselves to the supplies during the subsequent battle, which the Alliance had won very easily.

At the end, Theo had returned Henna’s ship to her, with less than half the supplies, and considerable damage to the freighter to boot. He had done his best to compensate her, but the Alliance had pulled on a plethora of strings and funding was hard to come by. In the end, he’d managed to get her a credit with one of the Alliance Affiliated mechanics to repair the ship, and had reimbursed her for what supplies the soldiers had taken. It was probably barely enough to make cost of the supplies, a mere fraction of what she would have been able to sell it for once in the Hedera warehouse. Obviously Henna hadn’t been best pleased with this treatment, and her relationship with the Alliance had been rocky ever since. The fact that she had agreed to take this meeting with him was interesting and it could easily go either way.

Ten minutes passed before the door to the office finally opened again, and a tall woman entered. She wore a tightly fitted, high necked white dress that came down to her knees. Its crisp brightness was a stark contrast to her dark skin. She looked over Theo with shrewd hazel eyes, moving past him to stand behind her desk. She cut an impressive figure, almost reaching Theo’s height. Her hair was buzzed short, accentuating her ears and the large diamond earrings that hung from her lobes.

“Captain Wolfe. It’s been a while since you darkened my door step,” she said her accent clipped in the tones of Ketalla, an older planet in the inner rim of Andromeda, rich in resources and conveniently close to several nearby stations. It was a common stop over for many flights, which meant its trade business was booming. Theo approached the deck, nodding his head respectfully to her.

“A pleasure to see you, Henna,” he said. Henna looked down her aquiline nose at him, her thin lips all but disappearing as she pressed them together.

“I understand you retired from the Alliance? Can’t imagine they were too pleased to let such a…. celebrated captain like you go,” she said, gesturing for him to take a seat. Theo didn’t react to the deliberate pause before the word ‘celebrated’, waiting for her to take her seat before sitting down himself.

“It might not have been the most amicable of departures,” he admitted. Normally he would never dare say such a thing. The circumstances around his leaving were complicated and it was dangerous to even entertain the idea of letting the truth out to disturb the rumours surrounding it. But he knew that Henna would be more likely to work with him if she thought there was no love lost between him and the Alliance. Henna arched a thick black brow at him, taking the bait.

“Is that so? Well,” she said, leaning forward in her chair and resting her pointed chin in her hand, her eyes examining him like she might examine the condition of her precious cargo. “I have to say, you never seemed to fit the part, in my opinion. Every now and then I glimpsed a conscience in you. Most unbecoming for an Alliance captain,” she snorted. Theo’s brow twitched up a fraction, wondering if that meant that she might be willing to work with him after all.

“Best not to spread the word of what you saw. I have a reputation to uphold,” he replied, earning a startled laugh from Henna, her thin lips giving way to a surprisingly wide, toothy smile.

“Indeed, you do, Captain Wolfe,” she chuckled, sitting back in her chair as she regarded him. “So, you heard about my salvage contract then, did you?” she said, cutting straight to business. Theo let out his breath in relief, and nodded.

“Yes. I heard you were looking for a skilled pilot to take it. And struggling to find one,” he said. Henna pulled a face, tilting her head from side to side.

“Yes, and no,” she said. “A skilled pilot is a must. But this is Genesis. Most pilots here have a basic level of skill. And if they don’t have the skill they insist that they do, then they will likely perish and they will no longer be my concern. What I’m really struggling with is a pilot that I can trust.” Theo resisted the urge to grimace. Trust was a big ask. Henna might consider working with him in a simple business deal. It was obvious he was working on building a reputation of a freelance freighter, and it would do him no good to double cross clients. But expecting Henna to jump straight in to hire him for a high risk job? Less likely.

“Trust is hard to come by, these days,” he said, meeting her gaze evenly. Henna’s hazel eyes met his and she let the silence hang between them for a moment.

“Yes, it is,” she agreed, considering him. “I cannot give you this contract, Captain Wolfe. You are a liability I cannot afford to risk.” Theo took a deep breath in, grinding his teeth together for a moment. His first instinct was anger, of course. To come all this way to be denied so absolutely. But then, that was curious in itself. Why would she accept a meeting with him, only to tell him no? Henna was a good business woman, and she knew that time was money. She wouldn’t waste time on a pointless meeting.

“I understand,” he said slowly. “We have not yet worked together in this capacity. Perhaps we can start smaller. Trust is to be earned, is it not?” he said, arching a brow at her. Henna smiled, shifting to one side in her chair and crossing her long legs underneath the table.

“Exactly,” she said, looking deeply satisfied with his response. “I have some smaller contracts. Simple freight to and from my trade port in Haden 2. There should be a delivery coming from Citrion.” Theo knew the station. Haden 2 was relatively new and very small. Smaller than Sequi even. It was mostly a service station. A place to stop, refuel, and move on. Most workers there were fly in/fly out, because it was not the kind of station people wanted to live their whole lives on. He was glad she was not asking him to fly directly to Citrion. Even if Onyx manage to fix the Idalia’s main problems, he wasn’t sure she could handle a trip into atmo just yet.

“I know the place. In the interest of full disclosure, is this contract time sensitive? My ship is currently undergoing some routine maintenance, but I’m told it could be a couple of weeks before she’s ready,” he said. Henna arched a brow, her lips pressing back into a thin line, but then she sighed and waved her hand dismissively.

“I can arrange a change in time. Perhaps it would give me an opportunity to combine another undertaking,” she said. Theo nodded, hiding his surprise that she seemed so eager to work with him as to be willing to change her plans to suit him.

“I’m grateful for your flexibility,” he said, nodding his head to her. She smiled back at him, looking down her nose at him again.

“I’m sure you are. Stop by reception on your way out. Rebek will give you the details. Let me know when you’re ready to fly out,” she said. Theo recognised a dismiss when he saw one, and he got to his feet as she did, nodding.

“I look forward to earning your trust,” he said, one brow flicking up. Henna smiled in response, amused, and walked across to the door to open it for him.

“I look forward to seeing you try.” She smirked.

The Spiral wasn’t exactly the height of society. It was a simple bar with cheap liquor and the sort of clientele that didn’t eaves drop on your conversations, so long as you didn’t eaves drop on theirs. The drinks were strong, the bolts holding the furniture to the floor even stronger. It was getting later in the evening, so the regulars had begun to shuffle in to quench their thirst. Theo looked over the crowd until he spotted Pan. He was standing by the bar, chatting animatedly to a small group of people. By the look of their dirty overalls they were dockworkers who hadn’t paused to get changed before coming in to blow whatever they’d earnt that day. Ever the social butterfly, Pan would have charmed the overalls off each and every one of them, given the chance, with his easy smile and his dark hair, expertly styled making him seem that fraction of an inch taller.

Theo was no such butterfly, and when he caught Pan’s eye he made a short gesture with his hand then went to find a table back in the corner. He put his jacket over the seat opposite, saving it for when Pan decided to join him, and scrolled through the screen on the table to order himself and Pan a drink. He was tempted to order a meal as well, but he didn’t feel like risking possible food poisoning.

While he waited, he took out his handheld and located the file the receptionist at Hedera had given him. A shipping manifest, general details on the expected flight path and who to expect at the other end. It all seemed straight forward and legit. And yet he couldn’t help but wonder why he’d gotten the contract. Henna was a smart woman. She was the sort of woman who would play the long game. The kind of game that most people didn’t even know they were playing till it was too late. Was that what was happening here? What plans did she have for Theo? And would they benefit the pair of them, or only herself. There was only one way to find out, he supposed. But he’d be going in with both eyes wide open for now.

After a half hour or so, Pan slide into the chair Theo had saved him, still grinning from whatever conversation he had just left. Ever the extrovert, he was positively buzzing from his interaction with the dockies. Theo didn’t mind. Networking was Pan’s strength, and it would no doubt work in their favour.

“So? Did you score a contract? Or anything else for that matter?” Pan waggled his eyes brows as he sat down, picking up his drink to hide his grin. Theo shot him a dry look.

“Sort of. She didn’t give us the contract I went there to discuss. But she gave us another smaller one instead,” he said. Pan pulled a face, sipping at his drink.

“A smaller one?” he repeated, sounding disappointed. Theo nodded.

“With the promise of more work, should it all go according to plan,” he added. Pan made a soft sound and nodded.

“Oh, well that’s not so bad, I suppose,” he said with a shrug. “Oh, I was just chatting to those dockies, yeah? They’re saying Linex got wiped out by a rogue asteroid coming into Genesis. So his contract with Eagle Cargo might be up for grabs.” The corner of Theo’s mouth twitched up a little as he looked across at Pan. They’d barely been working for a minute, and he had taken to it like a duck to water. He couldn’t help but feel a little proud of him.

“Good work. Perhaps tomorrow we should pay Eagle a visit then. See if he has anything out Haden 2 way,” he said, finishing the dregs of his drink as his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was the estimate from the mechanic.

With a sigh he opened the attachment and scrolled through it slowly. New thruster, shield generator, hydraulic system. It was all mostly what he’d expected. It wasn’t until he’d scrolled to the bottom of the document that he saw it, tacked right on at the very end.

Asshole tax – 2% surcharge.

Thunder rumbled in his ears as he stared down at it, his fury welling up inside him, threatening to choke him. Really? After all the insults they’d slung at him? The eye rolls, the snide comments, the jabs. They dare charge him for being an asshole?

“Theo? What’s wrong?” Pan’s voice sounded tinny and faded and it was all he could do to slide the phone to him. Pan took it from him, looking down at it, confused. He saw the moment Pan realised what he’d been looking it by the way his brows shot up.

“Well, that tax will send most of Genesis broke in the blink of an eye.” He laughed, though cut it short at the look on Theo’s face.

Theo had resisted the urge to storm over to Rathbone’s that night and demand an explanation. It was late, no doubt they’d closed the shop and gone home. And approaching conflict whilst in the midst of fury was never constructive. So he’d slept on it. Or rather, he’d lain awake in the uncomfortable cots that were somehow smaller than the bunks in the Idalia and stewed on it.

He was not surprised that Onyx was angry. The trial hadn’t been pleasant, for anyone involved. A starship damaged, two lives lost and countless more injured to the point of needing treatment for the rest of their lives. The Alliance, understandably, had wanted answers. He knew that Onyx hadn’t sabotaged the ship on purpose, which had been the Alliance’s first charge. While he hadn’t known Onyx personally back then, he knew the Alliance’s propensity to assume that everyone was out to get them. He’d ordered a second opinion be obtained from a third party mechanic. He’d had his officers investigate the circumstances surrounding the incident. He’d had multiple officers question Onyx. The reports had all come back clear. An accident. A terrible, life-ending accident, but an accident all the same. Naturally the Alliance would then have grounds to terminate the work order they had with them. Given who strong the Alliance presence was here in Genesis, he respected the fact that they had probably had had difficulty in finding work since then. He knew the feeling. Unlike Onyx, he knew who to blame, and who were just innocent bystanders.

For some reason, this asshole tax bothered him far more than any of the insults they’d slung at his face. He couldn’t quite put his finger on why. Was it just the last straw? Or was it something more? Was he angry? Or guilty?

With a short sigh, he sat up, tossing aside the scratchy blanket. Across the room Pan stirred from where he was sprawled in his cot, feet dangling over the ends. Pan had found the whole thing amusing, he’d known. But Theo couldn’t see the humour in it. He ran his hands over his head, the strange feeling of the slightly longer hair tickling his fingers. The energy in his chest was growing stronger with each racing thought, and he knew they weren’t about to go away. With another glance at Pan, whose mouth was open slightly in the depth of slumber, he picked up his shoes and jacket and quietly left the room.

There was a gym not far from the Spiral. The simulated gravity on the stations were better than what ships could generate, but it was still a far cry from the real thing. Those who lived on the station often didn’t bother grav-training. Why would they need to prepare when they had no intentions of leaving? But Alliance soldiers had to be prepared. The next mission could be a wildcard, and the last thing you wanted was to wind up planet side, struggling to carry the weight of your own limbs.

The gym was mostly empty. The station simulated day and night cycles, but reality was, a lot of people kept their body on their own clock. A couple of Alliance officers were training together in the simulated weights section. They looked young, fresh. They didn’t recognise him, but he stayed clear of them none the less. He made his way to the grav runners upstairs, feeling the anticipation knot in his chest and burn through the muscles of his legs. How long had it been since he’d truly stretched his legs?

He stepped into the grav runner and locked it down behind him, waiting while the generator kicked in and he felt his weight begin to pull downwards, grounding him in every sense. The console in front of him let out a cheery chime and lit up. He set his parameters and began his training, losing himself in the pounding of his heart and feet.

The door to Rathbone’s was open, but there was no one at the desk. He waited there for a moment, expecting Onyx to appear in a slew of fresh insults. There was no bell or button to press to alert them to his presence, but he did spy the button they had pressed to open the door to the hangar bay. He could see the bay was pressurised by the light above the door, so he leaned over the desk and pressed the button, letting himself through the door.

As he descended the metal staircase he could hear a lot of banging and clanking and a great deal of cursing coming from somewhere beneath the Idalia. It was good to know he wasn’t the only one they liked verbally assault. He found them on a raised platform, lying on their back, elbow deep in the belly of the ship. Their indigo hair had been swept back, by a greasy hand judging by the stains on their forehead, and their overalls sported fresh oil stains. Clearly they’d been at work for some time, despite the fact he had not yet sent them creds.

“Well fuck you, too, you misbred piece of recycler scum,” they were muttering, bashing the wrench against what he assumed would be the recycler. No doubt Pan would approve of their methods. They rolled to the side, reaching for another tool beside them, when they spotted him.

“Oh, what’re you doing here bootlicker?” they asked, cocking a brow. Theo gritted his teeth, trying to keep the fury he’d just spent hours running off from bubbling to the surface once more. He came to a halt at the base of the platform, placing his hands behind his back.

“I have a query in regards to your quote,” he said, watching them carefully. Onyx grunted, picking up the wrench again and turning their attention back to the recycler.

“It was an estimate only, but do carry on?” They corrected him. Theo tilted his head a little. Semantics, given what he was concerned about, but he accepted the correction none-the-less.

“Fine. However, I noted something called an ‘asshole’ tax on the estimate,” he continued, watching them carefully. No conflict was ever resolved by running in, guns blazing, and so he had promised himself he would give them every opportunity to resolve it. They paused for a moment, but then he heard them chuckle, and Theo’s hands clenched into fists behind his back.

“Ay, forgot about that,” they said, sounding amused. They grunted as the wrench slipped again and swore. “Fucking fuckstick,” they snapped, then gave it up for the time being and pushed themselves out from the bowels of the Idalia, rolling over to lean over the edge on the platform, looking down at him, their hair flopping forward over their brow. Theo looked back at them, one brow lifted, waiting for them to continue, waiting for an apology, an explanation, even, anything.

“Put it this way pal, it’s your fault ain’t no one wants to sell me parts, no one will work for me, and it’s just my lonesome ass here prying space junk outta your air purifier. So consider your asshole tax paying for my trouble,” they said, tilting their head to the side with enough attitude to make Theo’s anger threaten to rear its head once more.

“I fail to see how that is a fault of mine,” he said, keeping his tone cool, despite having to force the words out through clenched teeth. Onyx’s brows disappeared up behind their hair. Blaming the Alliance for what happened he could understand, though in reality they had no one to blame for their mistake but themselves.

“Ay? Well that just makes it worse, huh? Maybe I should make it 3%. Look grunt, you wantcha ship fixed or not?” They asked, sounding more like a challenge than a question.

“I do. But I don’t care for unethical charges based on subjective opinions of ones… ‘faults’,” he paused to glance around the hangar bay pointedly. “And it looks to me like you can’t afford to be particularly picky with your customers,” he added. A low blow, perhaps, but if this was how they wanted to play the game, then they’d have to be able to take what they dished out. He was rewarded by an incredulous look on Onyx’s face.

“An’ it looks to me like you can’t afford to be picky with your mechanics, dick. Any how, yer capacitors are off, so you ain’t getting this boat outta here without a tow,” they said.

“There are few mechanics that will work with this ship, true. But there are others,” he said, his tone clipped. Others that would have a crack at it, anyway. Others that may not be as good as Onyx, but that would get the job done enough to get him to another station to find a better one, perhaps. “And they will likely trade fairly, without the scathing inditement based on petty grudges hidden into their billing in order to extort more money from their clients,” he said, heat leaking into his words despite himself. He saw Onyx’s knuckles whiten around the wrench in their grasp and he briefly wondered if they were going to throw it at him.

“So lemme ask you something then, Pal. Why, if there’re all these mechanics around willing to work on this rust bucket, would you bring it to me?” They asked. Theo met their gaze squarely, not shying away from their contempt.

“Because I have seen your work prior and have found it, on the whole, satisfactory. Though your attitude leaves more than enough to be desired, I was willing to overlook that for the sake of my confidence in your results,” he answered, every word grinding their way out past his teeth.

“Oh, satisfactory, is it? What a fuckin endorsement,” they snapped, sweeping their hair back only for it to immediately flop forward again. “You’re fuckin’ lucky I didn’t shove this wrench where the sun ain’t never shone the second you walked through that door, shitkicker.” Theo blinked up at them, abruptly realising that this wasn’t worth it.

“My point exactly,” he said slowly, turning on his heel and heading back for the metal stair case. “Invoice me for the work you have done. Sans the tax. A tow will be here with in the day,” he added over his shoulder. They were silent as he made it almost the whole way up the stair case, and he resisted the urge to turn back to check the look on their face as he called their bluff.

“You won’t find anyone better,” they said as he reached the door that lead back to the shop front. Theo paused a moment before turning back to them.

“You’re probably right. I never doubted your work, Rathbone. Your lack of decorum is what troubles me. If you were having trouble sourcing parts, a respectable business owner might approach the client with a surcharge, and that would be well with reason. This,” he paused to hold up his reader, the holo sheet of their estimate springing up from his palm. “is just childish. And I don’t have the time nor energy to deal with you,” he finished honestly. He waited, giving them one last chance to back down, to make amends. Instead all he got was a cocked brow and a dirty smirk,

“Ay then. Ya know the cost. When you’re drifting in full vac cause your thruster’s well fucked, think of me,” they blew him a kiss. “You know where to find me.” Theo took a deep breath, looking over them for a moment. Working with someone like this was exhausting and pointless. They clearly couldn’t see past their own nose, and weren’t interested in even feigning civility for the sake of a good transaction. So he turned and headed out. As the door to the hangar closed behind him, he heard a loud clang and a string of expletives follow him out. He fought back against that uncomfortable feeling in his chest and closed his eyes, taking a second to breathe for a moment. Where was he going to find a tow, and how much was it going to cost him? And more importantly, where was he going to have it towed to?

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Culinary Confidence with a Cleaver Knife: Master the Basics

When it comes to mastering the art of cooking, confidence in the kitchen is your secret ingredient. And one tool that can boost your culinary confidence to new heights is the versatile cleaver knife. In this guide, we're going to explore the basics of using a cleaver knife, from its history and anatomy to essential techniques, all designed to help you become a master in the kitchen.

The Cleaver Knife's Rich History

Before we dive into the kitchen, let's take a step back in time to appreciate the history of the cleaver knife. This culinary workhorse has a rich and storied past, with its origins tracing back to ancient China. Originally, cleaver knives were created to serve as multi-purpose tools, capable of handling a wide range of kitchen tasks. Today, they've evolved into a must-have for cooks worldwide.

Understanding the Anatomy of a Cleaver Knife

To become a master of the cleaver knife, you first need to understand its components:

The Blade: The cleaver's blade is its heart and soul. It's typically broad and rectangular, making it ideal for chopping, dicing, and smashing. Cleaver knife blades can be crafted from stainless steel or carbon steel, each with its unique advantages.

The Handle: The handle provides you with the grip and control you need while working your culinary magic. Cleaver knife handles are commonly made from materials like wood, plastic, or stainless steel, ensuring a comfortable hold.

Weight Matters: Cleaver knives come in various weights, from heavy to light. The knife's weight affects its functionality. Heavier cleavers excel at cutting through bones and tough materials, while lighter ones are better suited for precision work.

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Cleaver knives come in several specialized types, each tailored to specific kitchen tasks:

Chinese Cleaver: This is the classic cleaver knife and is incredibly versatile, capable of handling various tasks in the kitchen. It's a staple in Chinese cuisine.

Meat Cleaver: For those who love working with meat, the meat cleaver is your best friend. It's designed for cutting through meat and bones with ease.

Vegetable Cleaver: With a thinner blade compared to the meat cleaver, the vegetable cleaver is perfect for slicing and dicing vegetables with precision.

Bone Cleaver: When you need to tackle tough tasks, the bone cleaver is your go-to tool. It's built for chopping through bones and other dense materials.

Mastering Cleaver Knife Basics

Now, let's explore the essential techniques to master the basics of using a cleaver knife:

The Rock Chop: Rest the blade on the cutting board and use a rocking motion to create smooth, controlled chops. This technique is perfect for chopping vegetables, herbs, and more.

The Guiding Claw: When using a cleaver knife, always keep your non-dominant hand in a "claw" shape to guide the food you're chopping. This helps ensure both safety and precision.

The Precision Slice: For precise cuts, use the front part of the blade and let the knife's weight do the work. This technique is ideal for fine slicing.

The Scoop: The flat side of the cleaver's blade is excellent for scooping up ingredients and transferring them to your pan or pot, making your cooking process more efficient.

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To maintain your culinary confidence with a cleaver knife, proper care is essential:

Hand Washing: Always wash your cleaver knife by hand with mild soap and warm water. Avoid the dishwasher, as it can damage the blade and handle.

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In the world of cooking, confidence is the secret sauce that elevates your dishes from good to extraordinary. Mastering the basics of the cleaver knife is a step toward culinary self-assurance. With the right techniques and care, you can make the most of this versatile kitchen tool. So, grab your cleaver, sharpen it up, and embark on your culinary journey with newfound confidence. Your kitchen adventures await!

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Extracts from Alan Weisman, The World Without Us, 2007. The book considers the material aspects of human civilization and how long they would last, unattended. If humans were to vanish from Earth, if all maintainance and repairing work ceased, what would happen to what we leave behind?

(The book went on to inspire two speculative documentaries, Life After People by History Channel and Aftermath: Population Zero by National Geographic, emphasizing different aspects of it. They were neat.)

Chapter 2: Unbuilding Our Home

No matter how hermetically you’ve sealed your temperature-tuned interior from the weather, invisible spores penetrate anyway, exploding in sudden outbursts of mold—awful when you see it, worse when you don’t, because it’s hidden behind a painted wall, munching paper sandwiches of gypsum board, rotting studs and floor joists. Or you’ve been colonized by termites, carpenter ants, roaches, hornets, even small mammals.

Most of all, though, you are beset by what in other contexts is the veritable stuff of life: water... moisture enters around the nails. Soon they’re rusting, and their grip begins to loosen... As gravity increases tension on the trusses, the ¼-inch pins securing their now-rusting connector plates pull free from the wet wood, which now sports a fuzzy coating of greenish mold... When the heat went off, pipes burst if you lived where it freezes, and rain is blowing in where windows have cracked from bird collisions and the stress of sagging walls. Even where the glass is still intact, rain and snow mysteriously, inexorably work their way under sills. As the wood continues to rot, trusses start to collapse against each other. Eventually the walls lean to one side, and finally the roof falls in...

While all that disaster was unfolding, squirrels, raccoons, and lizards have been inside, chewing nest holes in the drywall, even as woodpeckers rammed their way through from the other direction... Fallen vinyl siding, whose color began to fade early, is now brittle and cracking as its plasticizers degenerate. The aluminum is in better shape, but salts in water pooling on its surface slowly eat little pits that leave a grainy white coating... Unprotected thin sheet steel disintegrates in a few years. Long before that, the water-soluble gypsum in the sheetrock has washed back into the earth. That leaves the chimney, where all the trouble began. After a century, it’s still standing, but its bricks have begun to drop and break as, little by little, its lime mortar, exposed to temperature swings, crumbles and powders.

If you owned a swimming pool, it’s now a planter box... If the house’s foundation involved a basement, it too is filling with soil and plant life. Brambles and wild grapevines are snaking around steel gas pipes, which will rust away before another century goes by. White plastic PVC plumbing has yellowed and thinned on the side exposed to the light, where its chloride is weathering to hydrochloric acid, dissolving itself and its polyvinyl partners. Only the bathroom tile, the chemical properties of its fired ceramic not unlike those of fossils, is relatively unchanged, although it now lies in a pile mixed with leaf litter.

After 500 years, what is left depends on where in the world you lived. If the climate was temperate, a forest stands in place of a suburb; minus a few hills, it’s begun to resemble what it was before developers, or the farmers they expropriated, first saw it. Amid the trees, half-concealed by a spreading understory, lie aluminum dishwasher parts and stainless steel cookware, their plastic handles splitting but still solid... The chromium alloys that give stainless steel its resilience... will probably continue to do so for millennia, especially if the pots, pans, and carbon-tempered cutlery are buried out of the reach of atmospheric oxygen. One hundred thousand years hence, the intellectual development of whatever creature digs them up might be kicked abruptly to a higher evolutionary plane by the discovery of ready-made tools...

If you were a desert dweller, the plastic components of modern life flake and peel away faster, as polymer chains crack under an ultraviolet barrage of daily sunshine. With less moisture, wood lasts longer there, though any metal in contact with salty desert soils will corrode more quickly. Still, from Roman ruins we can guess that thick cast iron will be around well into the future’s archaeological record, so the odd prospect of fire hydrants sprouting amidst cacti may someday be among the few clues that humanity was here...

In a warmer world... drier, hotter desert climates will be complemented by wetter, stormier mountain weather systems that will send floods roaring downstream, overwhelming dams, spreading over their former alluvial plains, and entombing whatever was built there in annual layers of silt. Within them, fire hydrants, truck tires, shattered plate glass, condominia, and office buildings may remain indefinitely, but as far from sight as the Carboniferous Formation once was.

No memorial will mark their burial, though the roots of cottonwoods, willows, and palms may occasionally make note of their presence. Only eons later, when old mountains have worn away and new ones risen, will young streams cutting fresh canyons through sediments reveal what once, briefly, went on here.

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Chapter 3: The City Without Us

Under New York, groundwater is always rising… Whenever it rains hard, sewers clog with storm debris… With subway pumps stilled… water would start sluicing away soil under the pavement. Before long, streets start to crater. With no one unclogging sewers, some new watercourses form on the surface… Within 20 years, the water-soaked steel columns that support the street above the East Side’s 4, 5, and 6 trains corrode and buckle. As Lexington Avenue caves in, it becomes a river.

Whenever it is, the repeated freezing and thawing make asphalt and cement split. When snow thaws, water seeps into these fresh cracks. When it freezes, the water expands, and cracks widen… As pavement separates, weeds like mustard, shamrock, and goosegrass blow in from Central Park and work their way down the new cracks, which widen further… The weeds are followed by the city’s most prolific exotic species, the Chinese ailanthus tree… As soil long trapped beneath pavement gets exposed to sun and rain, other species jump in, and soon leaf litter adds to the rising piles of debris clogging the sewer grates.

The early pioneer plants won’t even have to wait for the pavement to fall apart. Starting from the mulch collecting in gutters, a layer of soil will start forming atop New York’s sterile hard shell, and seedlings will sprout…

In the first few years with no heat, pipes burst all over town, the freeze-thaw cycle moves indoors, and things start to seriously deteriorate. Buildings groan as their innards expand and contract; joints between walls and rooflines separate. Where they do, rain leaks in, bolts rust, and facing pops off, exposing insulation. If the city hasn’t burned yet, it will now… with no firemen to answer the call, a dry lightning strike that ignites a decade of dead branches and leaves piling up in Central Park will spread flames through the streets. Within two decades, lightning rods have begun to rust and snap, and roof fires leap among buildings, entering paneled offices filled with paper fuel. Gas lines ignite with a rush of flames that blows out windows. Rain and snow blow in, and soon even poured concrete floors are freezing, thawing, and starting to buckle. Burnt insulation and charred wood add nutrients to Manhattan’s growing soil cap. Native Virginia creeper and poison ivy claw at walls covered with lichens, which thrive in the absence of air pollution. Red-tailed hawks and peregrine falcons nest in increasingly skeletal high-rise structures.

Within two centuries… colonizing trees will have substantially replaced pioneer weeds. Gutters buried under tons of leaf litter provide new, fertile ground for native oaks and maples from city parks. Arriving black locust and autumn olive shrubs fix nitrogen, allowing sunflowers, bluestem, and white snakeroot to move in along with apple trees, their seeds expelled by proliferating birds… as buildings tumble and smash into each other, and lime from crushed concrete raises soil pH, inviting in trees, such as buckthorn and birch, that need less-acidic environments…

In a future that portends stronger and more-frequent hurricanes striking North America’s Atlantic coast, ferocious winds will pummel tall, unsteady structures. Some will topple, knocking down others. Like a gap in the forest when a giant tree falls, new growth will rush in. Gradually, the asphalt jungle will give way to a real one.

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Chapter 7: What Falls Apart

(context: this chapter describes Varosha, a city in Cyprus evacuated in 1974 after the Turkish invasion, and left abandoned until 2019)

[Two years after abandonment] Asphalt and pavement had cracked… Australian wattles, a fast-growing acacia species used by hotels for landscaping, were popping out midstreet, some nearly three feet high. Creepers from ornamental succulents snaked out of hotel gardens, crossing roads and climbing tree trunks… Concussions from Turkish air force bombs, Cavinder saw, had exploded plate-glass store windows. Boutique mannequins were half-clothed, their imported fabrics flapping in tattered strips…

Pigeon droppings coated everything. Carob rats nested in hotel rooms, living off Yaffa oranges and lemons from former citrus groves… The bell towers of Greek churches were spattered with the blood and feces of hanging bats.

Sheets of sand blew across avenues and covered floors… Now, no bands, just the incessant kneading of the seathat no longer soothed. The wind sighing through open windows became a whine. The cooing of pigeons grew deafening.

Varosha, merely 60 miles from Syria and Lebanon, is too balmy for a freeze-thaw cycle, but its pavement was tossed asunder anyway. The wrecking crews weren’t just trees, Münir marveled, but also flowers. Tiny seeds of wild Cyprus cyclamen had wedged into cracks, germinated, and heaved aside entire slabs of cement…

Two more decades passed… Its encircling fence and barbed wire are now uniformly rusted, but there is nothing left to protect but ghosts. An occasional Coca Cola sign and broadsides posting nightclubs’ cover charges hang on doorways… Fallen limestone facing lies in pieces. Hunks of wall have dropped from buildings to reveal empty rooms… brick-shaped gaps show where mortar has already dissolved. Other than the back-and-forth of pigeons, all that moves is the creaky rotor of one last functioning windmill.

In the meantime, nature continues its reclamation project. Feral geraniums and philodendrons emerge from missing roofs and pour down exterior walls. Flame trees, chinaberries, and thickets of hibiscus, oleander, and passion lilac sprout from nooks where indoors and outdoors now blend. Houses disappear under magenta mounds of bougainvillaea. Lizards and whip snakes skitter through stands of wild asparagus, prickly pear, and six-foot grasses. A spreading ground cover of lemon grass sweetens the air. At night, the darkened beachfront, free of moonlight bathers, crawls with nesting loggerhead and green sea turtles.

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Chapter 10: The Petro Patch

If, in the immediate aftermath of Homo sapiens petrolerus, the tanks and towers of the Texas petrochemical patch all detonated together in one spectacular roar, after the oily smoke cleared, there would remain melted roads, twisted pipe, crumpled sheathing, and crumbled concrete. White-hot incandescence would have jump-started the corrosion of scrap metals in the salt air, and the polymer chains in hydrocarbon residues would likewise have cracked into smaller, more digestible lengths, hastening biodegradation. Despite the expelled toxins, the soils would also be enriched with burnt carbon, and after a year of rains switchgrass would be growing. A few hardy wildflowers would appear. Gradually, life would resume.

Or, if the faith of Valero Energy’s Fred Newhouse in system safeguards proves warranted—or if the departing oilmen’s last loyal act is to depressurize towers and bank the fires—the disappearance of Texas’s world champion petroleum infrastructure will proceed more slowly. During the first few years, the paint that slows corrosion will go. Over the next two decades, all the storage tanks will exceed their life spans. Soil moisture, rain, salt, and Texas wind will loosen their grip until they leak. Any heavy crude will have hardened by then; weather will crack it, and bugs will eventually eat it.

What liquid fuels that haven’t already evaporated will soak into the ground. When they hit the water table, they’ll float on top because oil is lighter than water. Microbes will find them, realize that they were once only plant life, too, and gradually adapt to eat them. Armadillos will return to burrow in the cleansed soil, among the rotting remains of buried pipe.

Unattended oil drums, pumps, pipes, towers, valves, and bolts will deteriorate at the weakest points, their joints… Until they go, collapsing the metal walls, pigeons that already love to nest atop refinery towers will speed the corruption of carbon steel with their guano, and rattlesnakes will nest in the vacant structures below. As beavers dam the streams that trickle into Galveston Bay, some areas will flood. Houston is generally too warm for a freeze-thaw cycle, but its deltaic clay soils undergo formidable swell-shrink bouts as rains come and go. With no more foundation repairmen to shore up the cracks, in less than a century downtown buildings will start leaning.

… When oil, gas, or groundwater is pumped from beneath the surface, land settles into the space it occupied… Lower the land, raise the seas, add hurricanes far stronger than midsize, Category 3 Alicia, and even before its dams go, the Brazos gets to do again what it did for 80,000 years: like its sister to the east, the Mississippi, it will flood its entire delta… flare towers, catalytic crackers, and fractionating columns, like downtown Houston buildings, will poke out of brackish floodwaters, their foundations rotting while they wait for the waters to recede.

… Below the surface, the oxidizing metal parts of chemical alley will provide a place for Galveston oysters to attach. Silt and oyster shells will slowly bury them, and will then be buried themselves. Within a few million years, enough layers will amass to compress shells into limestone, which will bear an odd, intermittent rusty streak flecked with sparkling traces of nickel, molybdenum, niobium, and chromium. Millions of years after that, someone or something might have the knowledge and tools to recognize the signal of stainless steel. Nothing, however, will remain to suggest that its original form once stood tall over a place called Texas, and breathed fire into the sky.

I cannot really describe the feeling I get from reading these portions in particular, only that it’s the strongest I ever got from any book. It’s certainly not one of joy: I don’t want humans to disappear -- in fact, there are a lot of humans among my family and friends -- and I don’t want human civilization to vanish, after the unspeakable effort it took to put together, with all the promise that, despite everything, it shows. It’s not one of sadness or fear, either. I suppose it’s just one of awe, of terrible grandeur, similar in kind to what I feel when considering the alien horror and beauty of evolved life, its sheer multi-layered complexity, or the unthinkable vastness of geological time.

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Taehoon seong as your boyfriend (bf getting beat with a frying pan insert, ft.piano)

Taehoon walked in front of you, hands in his pockets. You donned his green bomber jacket, feeling the chill of the air on your skin.

"My bike is around the corner." Taehoon turned to look at you. "We'll ride it to the arcade."

He didn't ask if you wanted to go or not. He knew you'd follow him anywhere. Earlier that day, your teacher had called for you after class.

"You're our top student, desperate/loser." He smiled at you. "Could you try and help your classmate turn his grades around? For extra credit?"

You hadn't bothered to ask which classmate it was, and replied simply. "Yes, sir." Extra credit was extra credit. The deal was, raise the target students grades to a passing level, and you would get extra credit/a letter of reccomendation to your choice college.

When you found out it was seong taehoon you had to tutor, you were simply mortified. He shot down every attempt you made to tutor him. He offered to get you lunch unexpectedly, and when you asked what you'd be eating, he replied: "a knuckle sandwich."

You decided to follow him around after school, bag full of books, and when he called you a stalker, you didn't deny it. "A stalker who wants you to get good grades, heart emoji."

"Did you just SAY heart emoji?" He made a face at you. Or so you assumed, it was hard to tell when he didn't have visible eyebrows.

But alas, you carried on in trying to get your extra credit. So now you were on the back of his bike, arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"riding around free, its so nice." He seemed to be zoning out. "Thank god theres no frying pans flying around"

"argh" a flying frying pan hit him from the side. The bike toppled over and you floated to the ground, golden y/n hair splayed across the ground.

More frying pans flew in, seemingly sentient. "Argh, ow, flying frying pans." Taehoon flopped around as the frying pans hit him, denting themselves.

Taehoon grabbed a frying pan midair and began to duel with the leader frying pan. The frying pan introduced itself. "I am

YOSUKATA Carbon Steel Wok Pan – 13,5 “ Stir Fry Pans - Chinese Wok with Flat Bottom Pow Wok "

"I dont speak english, bitch!" Taehoon hit the frying pan with all his might. Yosukata screeched. "Hitting me with my own child!? Shes just a baby!"

"Yeah, well babies are ugly." Taehoon kicked the frying pan away, and squared up with his bare hands-i mean feet. "So she probably deserved that."

Suddenly, a piano fell from the sky, killing Gayhoon. The frying pans floated away, having fulfilled their destiny. You sat in shock.

Taehoon was dead. You walked slowly to his body, and grabbed his hand carefully. Then, you lifted his whole arm and slipped his backpack off him. Sitting cross legged, you filled out all his homework.

"There. Now ill get my extra credit."

The end.

#I stole the idea from “boyfriend getting beat with frying pan asmr”#I hate fanfics so this was funny to me #Should i make another one #Viral hit manhwa #How to fight #Taehoon seong #Taehun seong #Taehoon seong fanfic

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How do you clean and maintain a frying pan to extend its lifespan?

A frying pan is a steadfast companion in the kitchen, witnessing the sizzles and aromas of countless meals. To ensure it remains a reliable culinary ally, proper cleaning and maintenance are essential. In this comprehensive guide, we'll explore the steps and tips for cleaning and maintaining a frying pan, unveiling the secrets to extending its lifespan and preserving its performance.

Cleaning Your Frying Pan

Immediate Post-Cooking Care: Strike While It's HotThe key to easy cleaning is addressing the frying pan immediately after use. Allow it to cool slightly, but not completely, before cleaning. This is especially crucial for cast iron pans, as cleaning them while warm facilitates the removal of food residues.

Avoid Cold Water Shocks: Gradual Temperature ChangesRapid temperature changes can damage your frying pan, especially if it's made of materials like cast iron. Avoid shocking the pan with cold water immediately after cooking, as this can lead to warping. Instead, let it cool gradually to room temperature before beginning the cleaning process.

Hand Wash with Mild Soap: Gentle CleansingFor most frying pans, hand washing is recommended to preserve their integrity. Use a mild dish soap and a soft sponge or brush to clean the pan. Avoid harsh scrubbers or abrasive pads, as they can damage non-stick coatings and remove the seasoning from cast iron pans.

Hot Water Soak for Stubborn Residues: Loosening Stuck-On FoodIf there are stubborn residues clinging to the pan, a hot water soak can work wonders. Fill the pan with hot water and let it sit for 15-30 minutes. The heat will help loosen food particles, making them easier to scrub off. After soaking, use a gentle brush or sponge to clean the pan.

Baking Soda and Vinegar for Tough Stains: Natural Cleaning AgentsFor particularly stubborn stains or burnt-on food, create a paste using baking soda and water. Apply the paste to the affected areas and let it sit for about 15 minutes. The baking soda helps to lift stains and residues. Afterward, use a soft brush or sponge to scrub the pan. Alternatively, vinegar can be used to tackle stains and add shine. Remember to rinse thoroughly after using baking soda or vinegar.

Avoid Dishwashers for Non-Stick Pans: Gentle TreatmentWhile some frying pans may be labeled as dishwasher-safe, it's generally advisable to hand wash non-stick pans. The harsh detergents and high heat in dishwashers can degrade the non-stick coating over time. Follow the manufacturer's recommendations for the best care.

Removing Rust from Cast Iron: Restoring SeasoningIf you're dealing with a cast iron pan and notice signs of rust, don't panic. Rust can be removed, and the seasoning restored. Scrub the rusted areas with steel wool or a stiff brush until the rust is gone. Afterward, re-season the pan by applying a thin layer of oil and baking it in the oven. This process helps protect the pan and enhances its non-stick properties.

Dry Immediately: Warding Off RustAfter cleaning, ensure the frying pan is thoroughly dried to prevent rust. Use a kitchen towel to remove excess moisture, and if needed, place the pan on low heat on the stove for a few minutes to evaporate any remaining water. Proper drying is especially crucial for cast iron and carbon steel pans.

Maintaining Your Frying Pan

Season Cast Iron Pans Regularly: A Protective LayerCast iron pans develop a natural non-stick surface through a process called seasoning. To maintain this protective layer, season your cast iron pan regularly. After cleaning, apply a thin layer of oil to the pan and bake it in the oven according to the manufacturer's instructions.

Avoid Metal Utensils: Preserving CoatingsWhen cooking with non-stick pans, use wooden, silicone, or plastic utensils to avoid scratching the coating. Metal utensils can compromise the integrity of the non-stick surface, reducing its effectiveness over time.

Store Pans Properly: Preventing DamageHow you store your frying pans can impact their longevity. Avoid stacking pans directly on top of each other, especially if they have non-stick coatings. Place a protective layer, such as a soft cloth or paper towel, between stacked pans to prevent scratches and damage.

Re-Season Cast Iron as Needed: Monitoring PerformanceOver time, the seasoning on cast iron pans may wear off with regular use. If you notice a decline in the non-stick properties or see signs of rust, it's time to re-season the pan. This process helps maintain the pan's performance and protects it from corrosion.

Check and Tighten Handles: Ensuring StabilityPeriodically check the handles of your frying pans for any wobbling or looseness. If handles become loose, tighten the screws or bolts as needed. This simple maintenance step helps ensure the stability and safety of your pans.

Use the Right Cooking Utensils: Preventing ScratchesBe mindful of the utensils you use while cooking. Using metal utensils on non-stick surfaces can cause scratches and reduce the effectiveness of the coating. Opt for softer utensils to preserve the integrity of the pan.

Avoid High Heat for Non-Stick Pans: Prolonging Coating LifeNon-stick pans have temperature limits, and exposing them to high heat can lead to the breakdown of the coating. Avoid using non-stick pans on high heat settings, and opt for medium to low heat for best results.

Regularly Check for Wear and Tear: Proactive MaintenanceKeep a watchful eye on your frying pans for any signs of wear and tear. If you notice chips, scratches, or a decline in performance, address the issues promptly. Proactive maintenance ensures that small problems don't escalate into more significant concerns.

Conclusion

A well-maintained frying pan is the cornerstone of a functional and enjoyable kitchen. By following these cleaning and maintenance tips, you can extend the lifespan of your frying pan, preserving its performance and ensuring it continues to be a reliable partner in your culinary adventures. Whether you're dealing with cast iron, stainless steel, or non-stick pans, the key is to treat them with care, address issues promptly, and appreciate the longevity they bring to your kitchen. With proper care and attention, your frying pan can withstand the test of time, contributing to countless delicious meals and memories.

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Wield your brand carefully...a doubled edged sword that can bite back

When I think of power tools, the first brand that comes to mind is Black & Decker. We’ve used them in our house since I was a kid and when I had to buy my first power drill, it was a Black and Decker as well. B&D have done a great job building their brand over the past century but it’s developed into a double edged sword for them. Because of their strong presence in the consumer space, its name has become one that brings thoughts like “anyone can use a B&D” and” I don’t know what to get but I hear B&D will get the job done”. This is great for everyday consumers like myself and their market share in this customer segment reflects that but it’s hurt their performance with the Tradesmen (those who purchase their own power tools for their professional work).

Tradesmen’s livelihood depend on the reputation of their craftsmanship and contributing to that is the quality of tools they use to do their job. The same way you’d expect an expert chef to use special carbon steel over generic Teflon pans, the industry norm has changed such that any self-respecting Tradesman wouldn’t settle for using “mediocre” tools like B&D and would be using the most premium products like Makita and Milwaukee. All these tools are equally reliable and able to get the work done, but the optics are very different.

This also explains why B&D performs so well in the Industrial segment, where companies buy tools for their employees. From a company perspective, they are optimizing for two things, price and reliability, and B&D offer both. B&D tools are able to perform at the same or higher level than most premium products at a lower price point. Because everyone within the company is using the same company tools, it gets rid of any stigma or using “lesser” tools. Additionally, unlike with independent contractors, no one judges a company because of the tools they use. This phenomena exists in other industries as well such as finance or consulting where most employees are given cheap, reliable Dells or Lenovos that get the job done rather than premium products like Surface

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The Best Baking Tray Reviews

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The Best Baking Tray Reviews

A baking tray is one of the most versatile and useful tools in your kitchen. Beyond making cupcakes and cookies, it’s great for roasting veggies. Heating up leftovers and prepping small amounts of food for parties or get-togethers with friends and family. The best baking trays also make cleanup easy by sliding right into the dishwasher after use! Here are some great options to consider when shopping around for the perfect baking tray to enhance your cooking skills and overall experience in the kitchen.

1) Nordic Ware Baker’s Half Sheet

Buy Now! One of my favorite things about Nordic Ware’s half sheet pan is that it’s made of heavy-duty aluminum. This feature helps it heat quickly and evenly, which makes it great for baking cookies, brownies, and other quick breads. Its nonstick coating is also excellent—nothing sticks to it—and its edges are sloped so you can easily slide food off when they’re done. Although I love many aspects of Nordic Ware’s sheet pan, I do wish that it were dishwasher safe. Luckily, hand-washing is fairly easy because none of its parts are removable. If durability is important to you, however, then Nordic Ware’s pan might be a good choice for your baking needs. It comes with a 10-year warranty.

Nordic Ware’s half sheet pan is durable and long-lasting, but it does have a few flaws. Its handles don’t fold down, so it’s not very easy to store when not in use. It’s also pretty pricey—most sheet pans cost around $30 or less, while Nordic Ware’s runs about $50. However, its heavy-duty construction and top-notch nonstick coating make it a great option for any baker who makes a lot of desserts with sticky ingredients like marshmallows or caramel. If you’re looking for something more affordable, however, then I recommend T-fall’s half sheet pan instead. It costs about half as much as Nordic Ware’s model and offers comparable performance in most other respects.

2) Circulon Elite Nonstick Bakeware

Buy Now! Circulon Elite Bakeware gives you a safe and healthy alternative to traditional nonstick bakeware. Each piece in their bakeware collection is made from carbon steel. The material preferred by professional chefs for its unmatched conductivity and heat conduction. It’s then encapsulated with TriTechTM, a food-safe coating that allows you to not only safely cook on your bakeware, but also use it in your microwave and dishwasher!

If you’re in need of a new baking tray, we definitely recommend checking out Circulon Elite Bakeware; we know you won’t be disappointed! Vollrath Wear-Ever Nonstick Bakeware: Vollrath’s Wear-Ever Nonstick Bakeware offers users an incredibly durable, easy to clean baking pan. Crafted from lightweight aluminum with an 18/8 stainless steel bottom layer. These pans are built for durability yet they maintain excellent heat distribution so your foods turn out beautifully every time.

3) Nordic Ware Natural Aluminum Commercial Baker’s Half Sheet

Buy Now! Nordic Ware Natural Aluminum Commercial Baker’s Half Sheet Pan Review: Nordic Ware Natural Aluminum Commercial Baker’s Half Sheet is a very well-made baking sheet. It is made of commercial-grade aluminum, which guarantees it to be strong and durable. The baker’s half sheet is rectangular in shape and measures 18 x 13 inches. It has a rolled rim, which gives it strength and allows for even heat distribution. The Nordic Ware Natural Aluminum Commercial Baker’s Half Sheet also boasts a non-stick surface that prevents food from sticking onto it during baking. This makes clean-up easy as well as helps to bake evenly with no lumps or bumps to spoil your masterpiece. The half sheet is suitable for both professional uses as well as home use due to its durability and ease of maintenance despite heavy use.

4) Anchor Hocking Glass Baking Dish

Buy Now! When your best isn’t good enough, reach for these Anchor Hocking Glass Baking Dishes. These sturdy glass baking dishes are designed to be used with most ovens and stoves providing you with ample time to prepare dinner. With these Anchor Hocking Glass Baking Dishes in your kitchen, clean-up is quick and simple. All you need to do is hand wash them in warm soapy water or place them in your dishwasher for an even easier cleanup experience.

No matter what recipe you decide to make using these Anchor Hocking Glass Baking Dishes. They will provide your food with that traditional glass-baked taste that everyone loves when they eat their Thanksgiving turkey or Christmas ham. Whether it’s baking cookies, pizza rolls, or muffins, these Anchor Hocking Glass Baking Dishes will get any meal you make ready for the dinner table. Because of how well-made these Anchor Hocking Glass Baking Dishes are. They can also withstand sudden temperature changes without breaking like many other products on today’s market can. If you enjoy cooking but don’t want to mess up your nice set of pots and pans while trying out some new recipes then get yourself a few of these Anchor Hocking Glass Baking Dishes today! They’ll last a lifetime!

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Mastering the Art of Cooking with Carbon Steel Omelette Pan

At Dynamic Cookwares, we believe that mastering the art of cooking begins with choosing the right tools. In this guide, we'll explore how to make the most of your carbon steel omelette pan, unlocking its full potential and creating perfect omelettes every time.

Why Choose a Carbon Steel Omelette Pan?

Carbon steel omelette pans offer several advantages that make them a favorite among chefs and home cooks. Firstly, carbon steel heats up quickly and evenly, ensuring that your omelette cooks uniformly without any hot spots. This even heat distribution is crucial for achieving a fluffy and perfectly cooked omelette.

Additionally, carbon steel pans are lightweight yet durable, making them easy to handle while providing excellent heat retention. This combination of durability and heat responsiveness allows for precise cooking control, whether you prefer a delicate French-style omelette or a hearty Spanish tortilla.

Seasoning Your Carbon Steel Omelette Pan

Before using your carbon steel omelette pan for the first time, it's important to season it properly. Seasoning creates a non-stick surface that prevents food from sticking and enhances the flavor of your omelettes. To season your pan, coat it with a thin layer of oil and heat it over medium heat until it develops a dark patina. Repeat this process a few times for optimal results.

Tips for Perfect Omelettes

- Use fresh eggs and quality ingredients for the best flavor.

- Preheat your carbon steel omelette pan over medium heat before adding the eggs.

- Use a small amount of butter or oil to prevent sticking.

- Gently whisk the eggs in a bowl before pouring them into the pan.

- Cook the omelette over medium-low heat, allowing it to set slowly without browning too quickly.

- Add your desired fillings, such as cheese, vegetables, or cooked meats, to one half of the omelette before folding it over.

- Use a spatula to carefully fold and slide the omelette onto a plate for serving.

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Navigating the World of Stainless Steel Kitchen Sinks: Styles, Configurations, and Material Excellence

The heart of every kitchen beats at the sink, a central hub for cleanliness, preparation, and often, the completion of culinary creations. Among the myriad of choices available today, stainless steel (SS) kitchen sinks stand out for their resilience, functionality, and timeless appeal. This article delves into the various styles and configurations of stainless steel sinks, underscoring why this material is perfectly suited for SS kitchen sinks.

Unveiling the Stainless Steel Advantage

Stainless steel is celebrated for its exceptional durability and resistance to corrosion, stains, and heat. This alloy, primarily composed of iron, carbon, and chromium, creates an invisible layer of chromium oxide on the surface, which protects the sink from rust and damage. Moreover, stainless steel sinks are remarkably easy to clean and maintain, requiring only basic care to retain their luster over many years. Their sleek, reflective surface offers a modern aesthetic that complements any kitchen design, from the classic to the contemporary.

Exploring Styles and Configurations

When selecting a stainless steel kitchen sink, homeowners and designers can choose from an array of styles and configurations to match any kitchen layout and usage needs. Here’s a closer look at the options:

Single Basin Sinks: Single basin sinks offer a large, uninterrupted space for washing large items like pots, pans, and baking sheets. This style is ideal for kitchens with limited counter space, as it provides a compact yet versatile solution.

Double Basin Sinks: Double basin sinks feature two separate compartments, allowing users to perform different tasks—such as washing dishes on one side and rinsing vegetables on the other—simultaneously. The basins can be equal in size or configured with a larger and a smaller basin to suit various cooking and cleaning activities.

Undermount Sinks: Undermount sinks are installed beneath the countertop, creating a seamless look that is not only sleek but also makes countertop cleaning easier. Water and crumbs can be wiped directly into the sink without catching on the rim, offering both aesthetic and practical benefits.

Top-Mount Sinks: Also known as drop-in sinks, top-mount models are designed to fit into a pre-cut hole in the countertop, with the rim of the sink resting on the surface. This configuration is straightforward to install and compatible with a wide range of countertop materials.

Farmhouse Sinks: Farmhouse or apron-front sinks make a statement with their exposed front portion that extends beyond the countertop. Originally designed for comfort and ease of use in kitchen tasks, this style has seen a resurgence in popularity for its rustic charm and practicality in modern kitchens.

The Perfect Match: Stainless Steel for Kitchen Sinks

Stainless steel's versatility in terms of design and functionality makes it an excellent material choice for kitchen sinks. Its ability to resist wear and tear while maintaining a hygienic surface is paramount in a kitchen environment. Furthermore, stainless steel sinks cater to a broad spectrum of kitchen styles, from ultra-modern to farmhouse chic, making them a universally appealing option.

Stainless steel also offers variations in finish, from polished to brushed, allowing further customization to match kitchen appliances and fixtures. Innovations in sound-dampening technologies have addressed earlier concerns over noise, with many modern stainless steel sinks featuring coatings and paddings that significantly reduce the sound of running water and clattering dishes.

Conclusion

The journey to finding the perfect kitchen sink leads many to the durable and versatile option of stainless steel. With a variety of styles and configurations available, stainless steel sinks can accommodate any kitchen layout and personal preference, marrying functionality with aesthetics. Their resilience against common kitchen foes—such as stains, rust, and wear—ensures that they stand the test of time, making them a wise investment for any home. As homeowners continue to seek practical yet stylish solutions for their kitchens, stainless steel sinks remain a favored choice, embodying the perfect blend of form and function.

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Chef Essentials: Tools Every Chef Needs in the Kitchen

In the heart of every bustling kitchen, behind the sizzle of pans and the clatter of utensils, lies a set of indispensable tools that form the backbone of culinary creativity and efficiency. From precise cuts to exquisite plating, chefs rely on a carefully curated collection of essentials to bring their culinary visions to life. In this detailed blog post, we will explore the must-have chef tools needs in the kitchen, highlighting their functionalities and importance in the culinary craft.

1. Chef's Knife: The Workhorse of the Kitchen

A chef's knife is the quintessential tool that every chef reaches for, whether they're slicing vegetables, dicing meats, or mincing herbs. With its versatile blade and ergonomic handle, a high-quality chef's knife provides the precision and control necessary for a wide range of culinary tasks. Chefs often invest in professional-grade knives made from high-carbon stainless steel, which offer durability, sharpness, and ease of maintenance.

2. Cutting Board: A Stable Surface for Precision

A sturdy cutting board is essential for providing a stable surface for chopping, slicing, and mincing ingredients. Chefs prefer cutting boards made from materials like wood, bamboo, or plastic, each offering distinct advantages in terms of durability, knife-friendliness, and sanitation. Wood cutting boards are prized for their natural antimicrobial properties, while plastic cutting boards are dishwasher-safe and easy to sanitize.

3. Mixing Bowls: Versatile Vessels for Culinary Creativity

Mixing bowls are indispensable in the kitchen, serving as versatile vessels for mixing ingredients, marinating meats, and tossing salads. Chefs rely on mixing bowls of various sizes, materials, and shapes, depending on the specific culinary task at hand. Stainless steel mixing bowls are favored for their durability and resistance to stains and odors, while glass or ceramic mixing bowls are valued for their aesthetic appeal and oven-safe properties.

4. Saute Pan: The Foundation of Savory Creations

A saute pan is a fundamental tool in the chef's arsenal, ideal for searing meats, sautéing vegetables, and reducing sauces. Chefs prefer saute pans with a wide, flat bottom and tall, straight sides, allowing for even heat distribution and ample space for ingredients to move and brown evenly. Non-stick or stainless steel saute pans are popular choices, offering durability, heat retention, and ease of cleaning.

5. Saucepan: Essential for Simmering and Stewing

Saucepans are indispensable for tasks such as boiling pasta, simmering sauces, and cooking grains. Chefs look for saucepans with heavy bottoms and tall sides, which facilitate even heat distribution and prevent scorching or burning. Stainless steel or copper saucepans are favored for their durability, conductivity, and compatibility with a wide range of cooking surfaces.

6. Whisk: The Tool for Emulsifying and Aerating

A whisk is a versatile tool that chefs use for blending, emulsifying, and aerating ingredients. Whether whipping cream, beating eggs, or incorporating vinaigrettes, a sturdy whisk provides the necessary agitation and air incorporation for achieving desired textures and consistencies. Chefs often opt for whisks with stainless steel wires and comfortable handles, ensuring durability and ease of use during extended periods of whisking.

7. Tongs: Versatile Grippers for Precision Handling

Tongs are indispensable for chefs, offering precise control and grip when handling hot or delicate ingredients. Whether flipping steaks on the grill, tossing salads, or plating delicate pastries, tongs provide chefs with the dexterity and precision necessary for culinary finesse. Chefs often choose tongs with silicone or heat-resistant nylon tips, which offer protection against scratching cookware and provide a secure grip on food items.

8. Spatula: Essential for Flipping and Scraping

A spatula is a versatile tool that chefs use for flipping, lifting, and scraping ingredients. Whether flipping pancakes, loosening baked goods, or sautéing delicate fish fillets, a high-quality spatula provides chefs with the precision and control necessary for delicate culinary tasks. Chefs prefer spatulas with flexible, heat-resistant heads and ergonomic handles, ensuring ease of use and durability in the kitchen.

9. Thermometer: Precision Instrument for Temperature Control

A thermometer is an essential tool for achieving precise temperature control when cooking meats, candies, and baked goods. Whether checking the internal temperature of a roast, tempering chocolate, or proofing bread dough, a reliable thermometer provides chefs with accurate readings for achieving desired results. Chefs often invest in digital or instant-read thermometers, which offer quick and precise temperature readings for a wide range of culinary applications.

10. Mandoline: The Key to Uniform Slices and Juliennes

A mandoline is a versatile tool that chefs use for slicing, julienning, and creating uniform cuts with precision and efficiency. Whether slicing vegetables for salads, julienning potatoes for fries, or creating decorative garnishes, a mandoline allows chefs to achieve consistent results with minimal effort. Chefs often choose mandolines with adjustable blades and safety features, ensuring versatility and ease of use while minimizing the risk of accidents.

Conclusion:

In the dynamic and demanding world of professional kitchens, chefs rely on a set of essential tools that form the foundation of culinary creativity and efficiency. From precise cuts to exquisite plating, these indispensable tools empower chefs to bring their culinary visions to life with precision, control, and finesse. By understanding the functionalities and importance of each tool, chefs can confidently navigate the challenges of the kitchen, ensuring culinary excellence and delighting diners with every dish. [Read More]

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