I’m old as dirt. When I was a younun’ my mother baked biscuits and small cakes in a dutch oven at the fireplace. (I grew up in a lo9g house where the kitchen had a tall fireplace with a swing arm pot hanger.) When Mom made biscuits she never mixed the dough much and she let it sit for ten or twenty minutes before dropping it in the heated three legged pot with lid. After putting the lid on she put coals from the fire on top.
Every Boy Scout 2nd Class knows how to cook in a Dutch oven. And how to clean and season it. Still use one. Highly versatile (fry, roast, stew, bake).
Thanks. You remind me of the old Foxfire books. It won’t be long before people with living memories of those things are all gone.
The most I remember is my grandparents living in an Idaho mill town (Potlatch) and party lines. My earliest memory there was in the mid- to late-50s. Everything else in town was pretty much normal modern living.