Cooking, done with care, is an act of love.
I love to cook. No, really, I do. I love to cook but my kitchen mostly just made me grumpy. The California sunshine ceiling was a bug grave yard that left the kitchen dim but cutting all the light. The counters were the finest 1970s formica, badly worn and stained. The floor was worn from the casters on the kitchen chairs, and the whole thing just made me want to cook blindfolded.
When I finished up the bathroom in the fall of 2011, that left the kitchen, and it was a problem because the bathroom, looking so great, made the kitchen look so terrible.
It was hard to cook in it. Never mind cook carefully as an act of love.
The new ceiling. Raised about 10 inches, with new light fixtures. It’s a tin ceiling, except not really, because it’s plastic. Which meant you could cut it with kitchen shears and it didn’t cost the earth.
In a bid to acquire more space, we got rid of the table and installed the shelf. It works really well. Sewing the valence was the last part of task today. The cats seem to be accepting the loss of the old kitchen chairs by sleeping on the new ones.
View into the Butler’s pantry. I suppose I could still find a better way to manage my recycling. I’ll add that to phase 2.
Cabinets. The cabinets are original, but we added trim and new pulls, and repainted them. We also added the rack over the stove to hold the cooking utensils and the paper towel holder. I now have a whole two things that have to live on the counter, and this makes me very happy.
That’s my tiled backsplash. All mine. Well, except for those of you who helped me pick the colours. Also, new sink and new faucet. And coffee cups hanging up, so they aren’t littering the counter either.
So, in all, we:
– Replaced the counters
– Replaced the floors
– Raised and replaced the ceilings with a tin ceiling
-Replaced the sink and faucet
-Replaced the door pulls and painted all of the cabinets
-Painted every surface that stood still
-Replaced the kitchen table with a breakfast bar
In 2 weeks exactly.