The thing about the term “foodie” is that lately I feel like it’s used to describe just about anyone who has ever eaten or seen food in their lifetime. And that’s ok by me. I’m constantly cooking things, thinking about cooking things, reading cookbooks, watching the food network, yelling at Padma for her monotone judging, and dreaming about meeting Paula Deen in person so she can say something like “Hey Y’all! Come on into my kitchen and we’ll whip up a pure butter and bacon pie. Doesn’t that sound dell-ishes?!” Yes, Paula. It does.
Look out Oprah. I'm 'bout to crank this baby up.
Anyway, the kitchen is an important room for me. Maybe that’s because I grew up sitting at the breakfast bar in my grandmother’s kitchen while she cooked for hours upon hours. I credit her with introducing me to the importance of the classics – meatballs, Saturday breakfasts, and homemade desserts.
Even though our kitchen is not done, it’s come a long, long way. If you remember from this before photo – we started with yellow appliances, wood paneling, and some fruit filled Willy Wonka wallpaper. Hey, I have nothing against yellow appliances and jazzy wallpaper. They certainly had their day but, it was time to say goodbye.
Kitchen Before
Originally I thought – white cabinets. Then I was convinced that since we were keeping the white tiles on the floor in the kitchen it might be a bit much. So we decided on the nutmeg color shaker extra tall cabinets. I think they look just dandy. They also brought in some shiny appliances and voila. So fresh and so clean. Next up for the kitchen will be: installing the hardware, the countertops, and painting the walls.
We have full use of our kitchen now, which is great, so we continue to cook almost every night. Once I learn how to take pictures of my dinner without it looking like I picked it up from a seedy buffet, I will post some photos and stories. In the meantime, send me recipes. I like things with no more than 4 ingredients and that I might cook while wearing a tutu. Like this skinny girl.
Just don’t call me a foodie.