Back in the day, women used to cook. In the '60's, they said "enough!" and spawned a few generations of confused gents dependent on freezers stocked with Hungry Man. Well, today gents are starting to say "'nuff!" (although we'll always have a soft spot in our heart for anything microwaveable), as we learn “L'Ecole du feu,” which translates to “The School of Fire.” Gentleman are quick learners of course, and it hasn't taken us long to realize why the French give it such a name, to which our burnt fingers can attest. Naturally, we'd rather suffer such burns than don those flowery, powder blue mitts from Williams Sonoma. GentStuff has found another solution, however: Cool oven mitts. These badass mitts protect our hands and our sense of dignity, as we reach into the scalding broiler to retrieve our braised Beef Shank. So whether you love or hate cooking, at least now you can get it done, like a gentleman.
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