Rapport från ett grillgaller

Skrev häromdagen om ett grilltips som jag fick av Fru Silversmed.

“Lägg grillgallret i gräset, sen är det bara att torka av dagen efter.”

Jag var ju tvungen att testa, och idag gjorde jag en liten uppföljning, mycket på grund av flera kommentarer på temat “Funkade det?” till det nämnda inlägget.

Svaret på den frågan är… jo, alltså… Ja, det kan man nog säga. Alltså: glägget lossnar. Jag tog upp gallret och torkade av det med en bit hushållspapper. Det blev inte skinande rent, men minst lika rent som när man står inne i köket och slabbar med diskmedel. Och absolut tillräckligt rent för att användas igen.

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  1. I completely unsnadtred what you mean about a master plan! I too always have ideas for my home spinning around in my head {sometimes it even keeps me up at night – not good}! Everything you are planning sounds so wonderful!!! I can’t wait to see it come together for you 🙂 The chair in your studio is a great start!Hugs ~:) T

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