Whether it is pot of white beans that slowly simmers throughout the day or a few scrubbed potatoes stuck in the ash pan, woodstove cookery just thrills me. It takes me back to a place in time when life was somehow less complicated. And it is such fun to experience what it may have been like for our pioneer mothers as they went about their busy days to find a warm meal ready at days end. Woodstove cookery is surely one of life's simple pleasures.
I think I'll go toss a few potatoes in the ash bin for dinner. Yum!
(And by the way, Nancy Jo, I got that fireside chair from our local thrift. I think your good fortune is rubbing off on me!)