Saturday, July 21, 2012
Ride the energy of your own unique spirit. ~ Gabrielle Roth
Once upon a time I loved to cook. I loved to bake. I had cookbooks and little files of recipes galore. Then, in 1999, I became very ill with a digestive/esophagus problem that robbed me of the sense of taste. I will leave out the gross details as to why my tastebuds were permanently 'disabled'.
In the early years I could still remember what food tasted like, but as the years have gone by those memories have faded away. I can still smell food as it's cooking but that's as far as it goes. In the process, I've lost my love for cooking and baking and I've become hopelessly lazy, only doing what needs to be done in the kitchen. Thankfully, now that we've got an empty nest, Dear Hubby is satisfied with...and even requests...that we keep it simple. We eat a lot of fish and salads. The only desserts we have, unless someone takes pity on us and gives us something they've baked, are from store bakeries. No homemade cookies at Grandma's house.
I have this major pet peeve, I guess you'd call it, when I watch "House Hunter" episodes. Why does everyone want a huge kitchen? The sink is here, the stove is way over there. I find islands to be more of an obstruction. I haven't seen one yet where it isn't in the way of getting from Point A to Point B, especially at my mother-in-law's house. Hers is huge. Everyone is entitled to their likes and dislikes, but honestly, people, my little galley kitchen is perfect. I can turn around from the sink and my stove top is right there, as is my oven, microwave, and refrigerator. I am amazed at how little counter space I need. I have room enough for the coffeemaker and the toaster on one side of the sink and the banana-hanger and jug of pens, pencils, and scissors on the other. Room enough to put together a meal. What more do I need? I am a neat-and-tidy food preparer, tho. Many years ago I read an article about McDonald's cleaning policy that they went by back then; maybe they still do: CAYG. It's an acronym for "Clean As You Go". And I do. I have plenty of cabinet space and a nice-sized pantry around the corner in the dining area.
I know, I know...there will be those of you insulted by my opinion, and that's ok. I'm not trying to offend anyone or say that I wouldn't admire your big, beautiful kitchen if I were to see it. I would, I'm sure. But I guess I just like it cozy. And that's what my little kitchen is.