I spent my childhood summers in a rural area at the edge of a large lake in Washington State. There was a store with a gas pump and we bought gas and oil for the outboard motor and sometimes groceries there. My parents went to school and worked and left us to be cared for by an old friend (still a friend, and she's 93 now!) who lived on a dairy farm that was adjacent to that store (they owned both) and she cooked on a wood burning kitchen stove. And was she a good cook! You Betcha!