Earlier this week, I went to Hudson Street Design in San Rafael to take a look at the windows and doors my husband wants to use in our house.
What did I glean from these little field trips? I’ve got a lot of decisions to make. And I ain’t nowhere near prepared. Time to get cracking!
As the heart of our home, the kitchen holds the biggest decision-making opportunity of all. Here’s the current plan for the space:
Large doesn’t even begin to describe what our future kitchen will be. GINORMOUS is more like it. It’s 14-1/2 feet wide and (gulp) over 23 feet long. I guess coming from a 6×10 galley kitchen would push anyone over the top if given the chance.
In my defense, the actual kitchen area is a cozy 14 x 12. Far away will be a massive island to keep “helpful” kitchen visitors out of my way.
This need arose from one particular Thanksgiving party when we hosted about 25-30 people. Per usual, everyone congregated in my tiny galley kitchen.
While everyone held marvelous conversations, drank champagne and gestured dramatically, I tried my best to maneuver around, get food on the table — and keep up with the witty banter. I think I eventually yelled at someone to get the “F” out of my way. That was our last big party. I was so claustrophobic.
I’m hoping to pack in as many seats as possible at this island. Maybe four on the long side and 1 each on either end? That way each of my three kids can have a buddy over for dinner! Plus, can you imagine the buffet line possibilities?
I haven’t been able to find a good picture to really show what I want, but I can picture it in my mind’s eye. Dreamy.
And all of this is far away from my own work space, which will have its own prep island, thank you very much. Maybe something like this, but I’d rather have a butcher block top for chopping.
But wait! There’s more. Beyond the breakfast island is our pantry and beverage bar. The pantry I imagine would look a little like this, but maybe without the ladder. Those just feel silly:
But wouldn’t it be great if it could look like this?
While it’s so nice to have all of this wonderful space, I think the challenge will be in not getting lost in it all.
How do I feel about sprinting back and forth across the great expanse to get supplies? Is there an easier way to ferry said supplies other than piling them up in my arms. maybe a little cart? Is that weird?
What will be stored in the pantry? Where will the microwave go? What about the plates? What about the garbage cans?
Should we have a second sink somewhere? Nothing big, just enough to wash veggies and whatnot. If so, where should be? I certainly don’t want it interrupting my big, beautiful breakfast island.
My husband is very fond of reminding me that in designing a kitchen, one should know what’s going to go in every drawer before it gets installed.
And that’s what I’m contemplating now. I’m trying to think about myself in my future kitchen like a plane that needs to occasionally touch down and refuel. Where are those spots going to be and what’s going to be there to carry me through?
And I still need to figure out cabinets, colors and a thousand other delicious little details. Sigh. This kind of conundrum is just the kind of happy place I like.