So after 22 years in one place I made a major life change last week. I moved! I left the big house in the suburbs where I raised my kids and moved to a vintage home in the city. It’s an eclectic neighborhood, walking distance from the farmer’s market I love and a big rambling park that my dog loves. I think I am going to be very happy here. The move has brought it’s share of challenges, however. The first was right after the offer was accepted and it was too late to change my mind. I stood in the kitchen and surveyed the dearth of counter space and cupboards and almost cried. I had that deep buyer’s remorse and the overwhelming feeling of “what did I do???” Where will I do my blog cooking and baking?
As you know, I used every inch of my big kitchen and it usually was a total mess with every surface covered. Thankfully, my friend Russ, (the contractor) was in the house at the time of this particular melt down and came up with some creative and relatively inexpensive solutions. Of course they involve a kitchen remodel and that, unfortunately, takes time. So one of the things I will be working on in my new environs is patience, the virtue with which I was not blessed.
So today, there is no recipe. I hope to have one to share soon but today you get to look at the kitchen in all it’s “before” glory! The blog will be morphing into a commentary of “this old house” along with some guest blogging by my colleagues at Oregon Fruit. Next week Bryan Brown will be talking BEER! I think I will need one (or more!).