The first room we've (I've) managed to get put together is the kitchen. I love the kitchen. I have been collecting vintage (mostly from the 40's) kitchen items for many years now, and have managed to procure quite a nice little collection. The kitchen in our house has not been remodeled, and I believe all of the cabinetry and even the sink is original to the 1915 house. I love it because my vintage pieces look right at home here.
Yes, the stove is old, but at least it is gas. It's so interesting to try to figure out what this house was like when it was first built. I'm fairly certain there was a wood burning stove here because we have a chimney but no fireplace. The stove would have been centrally located in the home and was probably the sole source of heat.
This is a little cubby/shelves just to the right of the stove. It is where I keep my blender for making my breakfast protein smoothies, my rice cooker and my beloved Kitchenaid mixer. I haven't been able to use it much lately because I still haven't quite figured out the whole baking-without-gluten thing. Once we settle in, I'll be going a lot of experimenting though. You The strawberry canisters are filled with gluten-free flour I will be using for said experimenting. Above that are my favorites: popcorn (my favorite food), rice noodles and bendy straws in my cherished vintage cherry pitcher. Oh, and of course, rice. With my new diet, I eat a lot of rice and rice-derived foods. I don't know what I would do if I didn't like rice.
Fortunately, the curtains I made for our last place match perfectly. The walls in the kitchen are nice shades of blue, and the curtains have the same shade, along with the red found throughout the kitchen. Some of my vintage aprons hang to the left for easy access.
I worked on the kitchen while Eric worked on the basement. He seems to have finally conquered the flooding in the basement. He sort of reminded me of the battle between the father and the furnace in the movie "A Christmas Story". A constant battle involving many expletives. He likes to talk to me about what he's done, but I don't really understand it. Something about epoxy, tarps, sandbags and little dams.
The rain continues to fall here and shows no signs of ending any time soon (thus the dark photos). It looks like this weekend will be spent indoors. I hope to make some progress on the studio, but I'll probably just be lazy and take a lot of afternoon naps. I think I'm much more into the decorating than the unpacking...