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.
LMAO, he would get a kick out of that. I really don't need that big of a Dutch oven though and I had talked myself out of it like 3 times already.
Plus, my wife is already joking about how "rather than inheriting it from your mother we're going to inherit it from your father" and that seems like too good of a story to ruin.
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.