I must confess, I am not a fan of my kitchen. Two words: too small. Twenty five and a half tiny-square-feet-small, and unfortunately, no, that number is not an exaggeration.
I moved into said kitchen in December of 2011, when I moved in with my then-fiance, now wonderful-husband, Christopher. It suffices to say, it was not a love-at-first sight thing, this introduction to my new kitchen.
But it was the kitchen I got, and after many a daily fight with it, and way too many curse words, I decided to embrace it, stop wishing for something more, and turn my frustration of having a small kitchen into fuel for cooking and living big. A place for me to be creative, share my recipes and stories, and be, well, me.
And like that, Small Kitchen Chronicles (or SKC, as my honey and I call it) was born.
It’s my hope for SKC to be a place where other small kitchen cooks can come to find motivation, inspiration, and nummy recipes, as well as solutions to some of their common, small kitchen challenges. A place where we can all meet and connect, cook, and live bigger, better, and more creative in the small spaces we’ve got.
So, welcome! Can’t wait to meet and hear from you all.