Today I thought I’d start to introduce you to my house, and since I just finished cleaning the kitchen (thank you, Enjo), it seems like a natural place to begin.
The kitchen is my favourite room in this house; it might be my favourite room in any house. They seem to take on the personality and character of their owners. For me, kitchens are the perfect place for having a heart to heart with an old friend, or for cooking or reading, or just being, alone. Perhaps it has something to do with the offering of food, or seeing a couple of dishes in the sink and a kettle on the stove that attract me. Mismatched tea towels, colourful napkins, a bowl of fruit and giant mugs you can wrap your hands around, all of these things together create warmth and invitingness.
The walls are white Venetian plaster, the cupboard doors are white, the table is grey and white... it’s a very light room. It’s also a very warm room... there is no “off” switch on the radiator, so it’s always hot, even when nothing is cooking. It’s nice to wake up on a cool morning and step into a warm kitchen, and it’s nice to be able to leave the window open to get fresh air but not get cold.