Don’t forget the cast iron cookware for fire cookin!!
You won't believe all the cast-iron stuff I inherited from my mother.
She left a giant cast-iron pot that she said her mother washed ('boiled') their clothes in over a wooden fire outside. Later, we used that pot to boil shrimp and crabs in for parties.
Actually, now that I think about it, I think that pot is on my sisters front-porch, with flowers, in Carmel, Indiana.