How better to start off a blog about domesticity, than to introduce you to my humble little kitchen?
down, while I fix you a cup of tea. We drink a whole lot of green tea
around here, mainly because we don't like coffee. The wine bottles make
us look like quite the connoisseurs--or the party animals--but they are
actually gifts given by friends. Someday we need to have a wine and
cheese party. Yay, warm brie!
My kitchen cupboards are almost all
one attached piece, and are made of metal. They come right out of
retro-land, anywhere between the '30s and the '50s. They are one of my
favorite parts of the house.
The cloth on the table is from my mom's wedding chest--we think it was given by my great-grandmother.
My sons are grown, but my nieces adorn my fridge nicely.
cabinets in this ad, circa 1950s really remind me of my own. Note the
single sink, just like mine, and the grooved counters right next to it.
These are my favorite feature,
as they really help the washed dishes to drain and dry. It staggers me
to imagine how many dishes over the decades have been washed and piled
next to my sink, with the water dripping down the grooves.
looking for a house, and renting our place temporarily. However, I am
determined to either find or create my own June Cleaver kitchen in our
own house. If I could transplant our current rental kitchen into our
new house, I'd be a happy camper. Our landlord has offered to put in
"faux" granite countertops and redo the cabinets probably with oak
veneers, and the poor man just shook his head, thinking I was off my
rocker, when I begged him to leave it alone.