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Continuing Efforts

Before we get started I would just like to say, for the record, that I loathe and despise flash photography. At least the flash photography that is the fruit of my Olympus Stylus 600‘s loins. So I no longer use the flash, but instead choose the “available light” setting, which allows me to take grainy, furry photos that sort of capture a slightly more realistic, warmly-lit appearance. At least I think so.

Moving on.

Here’s our eat-in kitchen as of tonight:


You may remember it from these photos, which were taken three weeks ago. Sort of a big improvement, no? There are still things out of place, but it’s coming along. The shelf over the kitchen window, for example. It’s really too high for our cook books, which is what we started putting there. I think we might start a collection of vintage everyday dishware and display it up there. Not sure yet.

The counters look really messy in this photo, but that’s only because Mike made me fresh lemonade (a current obsession of mine) and I didn’t bother to clean up before I took the picture.

You can see we added a sideboard behind the table! I love it. This has been Mike’s room to decorate, and he went and picked that baby out all by hisself. I married a man with good taste, I did. I think there’s too much stuff on top of it, as well on the wood shelf above. Alot of it is stuff we’re going to hang on the walls, so maybe once that’s done I won’t feel so claustrophbic about those shelves, but we’ll see.

On the  lower right of the photo you can see the plastic bin under the sideboard where we keep clean rags. I want to get two really nice baskets to replace the bin. One for clean rags and one for dirty. Something a little more attractive than a clear plastic bin.

They’re not pictured here, but the seats on the chairs need to be recovered, and Mike wants to buy enough fabric so that I can make a matching curtain for the kitchen window. We’re thinking yellow stripes? Blue stripes? Yellow and blue stripes? (Mike has his heart set on something stripey.) Do you have any ideas?

Sidenote: The yellow straw pear-shaped placemats that hang above the sideboard belonged to my mother’s sister, my namesake, Patricia Frost. They are straight out of the sixties. The copper canisters and the copper pans all came from the house my family lived in when I was born. The table and chair set were given to my mother by my father’s father’s girlfriend, before he remarried my father’s mother. It’s been in my parent’s home, my cousin’s home, my brother’s home, and now it’s in mine.

Here’s the utility side of the kitchen. It’s pretty much done:


The red spice tins in the spice rack to the right were my grandfathers. They’re over sixty years old and so are the spices inside them! The trivet over the spice rack hung on the wall in the kitchen of the house I was born in. The tea towel hanging on the bottom of the spice rack is a vintage Florida souvenir tea towel my mother gave me. It’s sprinkled with the names of all the cities in Florida. It’s fabulous.

Our little kitchen is a collection of treasures and relics.

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  • I LOVE how everything in your kitchen has a story! Does Mike have family stuff too? I ask because a lot of the stuff in our place comes from MY family (dining room set/hutch, coffee table, side tables were all my grandmother’s), and sometimes I wish we had some of his family heirloom things as well (though he doesn’t seem to care too much, and I don’t know if he has anything of that sort anyway).

  • Whenever Mike’s mother visits from Florida, she brings me something from her side of the family. I have her high school graduation portrait and the Snyder family seal, both of which are hanging in our family room. She’s also given me some heirloom jewelry that belonged to her mother and her grandmother – I wear the pieces on special occasions – they are so beautiful and the fact that she wanted me to have them blows my mind. She’s a wonderful lady. I think the only reason we don’t have more things from his family is that his mother lives across the country. If she were twenty miles away instead of 2,000, I’m sure we’d have more of his family heirlooms on display. Last time she visited she brought me an envelope of things she’d saved from Mike’s childhood, including a book he wrote and illustrated when he was five and his original birth certificate with his tiny feet prints. I want to frame it.

  • Hawk

    I’m amused by the pepper mill that could double as a self defense device. You guy’s REALLY like pepper, huh? 🙂

    • Ahahaahaha! Yes, we do. I gave that to Mike for Christmas last year. It’s from a restaurant supply store and he’d had his eye on it for months.

      • Hawk

        I got my mom a cool acrylic set from Olde Thompson. It’s neat to be able to see how much pepper and salt are left.