When the weather is nice (listen to this, Scottish weather), our family tradition is to make a barbecue. We stay by the lake for hours and hours, roasting meat, eating meat and occasionally playing badminton. During wintertime there is a traditional stroll around the lake with mugs full of mulled wine. Baking potato in coals is also involved.
Have you noticed how wonderful does toasted bread taste, when toasted with actual fire? Same goes for sweet black tea, that I never have, but that for some reason tastes exceptionally good outside. Seriously, try it.
Once, while camping, I had breakfast, made on open fire: omelette with cheese and herbs and fried bacon (Here I have the strongest association with ‘The 10th kingdom’ and mushrooms singing ‘Whiter shade of pale’). I need to go camping again.