So my dad is having a retirement auction. Among the stuff we forgot my mother had owned we found her old campfire Dutch oven covered in surface rust. I scrubbed the rust off and put a quick coat of seasoning on it just so that it didn’t sell as a lawn ornament. Obviously I started thinking that maybe I should keep it. Once it was on the stove cooling off, my dad took one look at it and said " That cleaned up pretty nice, I think maybe I’ll keep that after all"
Didn’t think to take a before picture but here’s an after.
The appropriate number of cast iron cookware is n=n+1. And coupled with the ability to cook for more people at once, the more the merrier! Especially if you garden your own potatoes. I swear cast iron and potatoes were meant for each other.
Make sure to tell your wife some random stranger on the internet said “she’s right” , it does make a good story.