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But in WNY in winter? I remember standing my frozen pants on the floor behind the stove so they could thaw, or the winter my father was cutting trees for firewood and came across a bee tree, and how my mother cooked down gallons of honey on that old cast iron stove. In a way, I think that kids today have been deprived of the experiences that kids like me had in our formative years. Call it character building, if you will.I remember the wood burning stove on my uncle's farm (actually, a cousin, but my mother's generation, so the young cousins called him "uncle," the norm in her family). It was a lovely thing, but MISERABLE in Georgia summers! No, these guys are replicas, and either gas, electric, or a combination of the two. They LOOK authentic, but COOK 21st century. I considered an Aga cooker, but kept running up against "keep your kitchen cozy and warm." NOT what one needs in the Deep South in August!