Our kitchen has a problem and I can't take it anymore. (No, it's not the invasion of small marshmallow sculptures.) It's one entire corner of the kitchen itself, as you can see on the other side of the counter island. Right now there's an old desk there, full of art supplies. The basket holds magazines to be recycled. The plant is waiting for summer so it can hang out on the front porch. The crock-pot wanders about the kitchen aimlessly, having no home of its own. There used to be pictures on the wall, but we took them down in order to paint and never put them back up. Both forlorn and underutilized, this corner needs some help.
I could put in more cherry cabinets, like we have in the rest of the kitchen (see here and here) but then I feel we'd just be maxed out on cabinetry.
After spending a delicious morning researching medieval hall houses and the way in which they were set up (no kitchens, but a central hearth in a the great hall for cooking and a pantry and buttery for the storage of food and beverage), the need for more storage in my own kitchen started to nag at me strongly. I am leaning towards the idea of some sort of large, antique cupboard. This would be functional, add interest, and be more economical than new custom cabinetry. Red Wing has many antique shops. Tomorrow I'm going to take my digital camera downtown, do a little scouting, and maybe I'll post some of the contenders.
(By the way, if you're wondering why this bungalow kitchen is so huge, compared to the original diminutive size of most bungalow kitchens, it's because a wall was knocked down and a back bedroom converted into kitchen space, well before we moved in, though I'm not sure exactly when.)
5:15:30 PM 
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