woohoo...bake oven

For 10 years I assumed our fireplace did not have an oven. I just couldn't see where it had been. But as I spent 2 days inside it and had it well illuminated, I noticed an indent in the plaster and the edge of a brick in an upright position. I nearly sent my husband into cardiac arrest as I danced around the room, making footprints in all the plaster dust. With masonary hammer in hand, I chiseled some plaster away, soon an arched formed and some hinges emerged. It was like finding buried treasure. There it was all this time. The oven opening is bricked closed but all else is intact. I am searching for a cast door and as soon as one is found I will open it. woohoo. Here are some pictures in the rough.