Plotting and Planning

I didn’t really understand how much would have to be deconstructed to get the space ready for my new kitchen. And how much behind-the-scenes work would be needed. The dumpster decorating the driveway. Making the floor level (in our 100-year old house, it may be the only level surface). Creating a space for a hood, which will definitely be an improvement over the downdraft vent in my old stove. The upgrades to “mechanicals”, aka plumbing and electric. Instead of the old track lighting, we now have “wafers” and I”m already thrilled with the increased light and the decreased clutter.

I’m a lot less thrilled with “cooking” being limited to a microwave and a toaster oven. Worse, using disposable dishes or “washing” dishes in our tiny bathroom sink or even upstairs. I put a few things in the freezer in anticipation, we’ve gone out a lot, and my friends have fed us generously.

I also had lost track of just how much stuff I had accumulated. Forty years ago I wanted a lot of detail. Grooved doors on the cabinets, open on both sides. A second sink. Two ovens. Extra burners, because somehow the stove wasn’t enough. In the years since, I’ve added everything I ever wanted and subtracted almost nothing. And all of it, even things I use once or twice a year, close at hand. This time I’m aiming for less chaos. Everything I need and more, but organized.

The first kitchen was designed for just me, because no one else cooked. Someone called it a “power kitchen.” This one, I think, will better accommodate some (admittedly limited) sharing. BUT it will include one workspace designed to be comfortable for me, at my not-quite-five-foot height.

That’s just one thing being plotted and planned with the help of Taylor Billings at WS. I appreciate having the chance to work with a designer who has helped me see what’s possible beyond my own ideas. I LOVE having a plan. And with John Schmalzried, whose Kolina Construction has kept things moving along while implementing the plan and handling the surprises.

So far, so good….

Making a new kitchen

It’s time for a change. And I think I’m ready. This kitchen, which has always been everything I could have asked for, deserves an update.

I’ve spent more time here than anywhere else over the last forty years. I’ve cooked for my family and my friends, for visitors from close to home and around the world. I’ve cooked with and for my friends, my mother, my children, and my grand-daughter. I’ve cooked for family meals, casual get-togethers, fancy dinner parties, and countless fundraisers. I’ve cooked for birthdays, weddings, celebrations and sadnesses.

Before the pandemic halted all my planning, I began to explore new kitchen ideas. We were reaching the limits of patching and repairing, We had replaced the fancy German hinges, we had re-glued the terra cotta-look vinyl tiles. We had, over and over, re-hung the overworked cabinet doors. New lights, new appliances, new colors, each better than the last. Or at least different.

Once one gets started, it’s amazing how quickly a room can be emptied of the ingredients, the utensils, the cookware, the art, all the stuff both cherished and forgotten collected over forty years.

Today, the kitchen is a shell. Over the next several weeks, we’ll make a new kitchen. While that is happening, I want to remember some of the meals that have been prepared here. Some of the food, some of the events, some of the people. If you’re interested, watch this space.