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. Continue reading