One of my favorite things about all the change, however, is I am now proud owner of a kitchen in which I'm happy to spend time. The kitchen in the studio apartment I lived in prior to my condo purchase was hardly more than a sink, electric range and refrigerator in a row against a wall. Now I have this:
I bask in the glory of the gas range! HALLELUJAH!
...in which I can do stuff like this:
pickin' parsley like a pro
...which results in things like this:
Linguine and Manila clams. Nomnomnom. Lesson learned, however: a pound and a quarter of clams is too much for one person.
The goal is to get my house in good enough shape for a housewarming thingy and lots of dinner parties. You know, all that adult shit that comes with homeowning. Plus I have a balcony from which my friends can curse drunkenly at innocent passersby. What fun!
Oh, did I mention the view?
downtown Portland as viewed from the kitchen sink
Yeah, I'm pretty fucking stoked.
6 comments:
Killer crib! Please do me the favor of not painting over that fantastic shade of turquoise/jade in your kitchen. It's got personality, and as always, personality goes a long way.
Oh that is just begging for a party!! I'll bring the drunken cursing!!
i've said this before and will likely say it again: your condo is fucking beautiful.
nice t-shirt toots. wonder where you got it? I second the party or just invite me over and I will bring the booze. kisses and hugs and licks and giggles
@Boogie Man: Worry not, sir. I hated the color the first time I saw it, but now I lovelovelove it. I call it "seafoam green", as it elicits throwback to the 1950's domesticity. It's highly endearing, to me at least.
@Jeff: I plan on documenting, on video, shenanigans that occur at said party. It'll be good.
@myrrh: thank you :).
@butters: Thanks for being too big to wear that shirt and giving it to me instead! I love it.
~tapping toes waiting for dinner party invitation~
If I get tipsy, please keep me off the balcony with that super-low railing...
*grins*
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