Vintage on line

Since food and cooking are so much on my mind right now, it probably won't surprise you to know that kitchens are also on my mind.

My dream kitchen is white. It has been for as long as I can remember. I like a kitchen that's a little quirky, not too polished and a little unfitted. Kind of like me.
I finally have a white kitchen. Sadly it dates back to the 1950's and there is nothing dreamy about it.


Oddly enough with all of it's faults, no gas range, no dishwasher, 2 ft of counter space and very few cabinets, I'm still enjoying cooking in the space. Sometimes we surprise ourselves.
All that time spent handwashing dishes gives me plenty of time to daydream about my dream kitchen.

There is sure to be open shelving, a unique island, clean lined white cabinets, subway tile, peeling and chippiness, texture and contrast, honed marble, gas range and a big farm sink.


Most of the things I've gotten in my life I've had to work hard and wait patiently for. This is no different.
I'll tell you a little secret. I wouldn't have it any other way.

I know I appreciate things more because of it. I have a feeling that when I finally get that dream kitchen I will never want to come out of it. I think that's what Sweet Hubby would call a win win.