We live in a fairly modern house, probably only around 200 yrs old. It belonged to the family we bought it from for 125 years. It was thoroughly modernized in the ’60’s – as was obvious by the pink and gray bathroom rooms and the lovely, dark, green kitchen – with orange chandelier.
Our house has 2 rooms of roughly the same size on the ground level: a kitchen and a living room; both with fireplaces. Upstairs there are 2 bedrooms, one smaller room we use as a dressing room (Closets? Yeah, right….what’s a closet?), another that is the office/computer room and a bathroom. By local standards it’s a big house.
In the original kitchen (above) the sink and tiny cooktop were tucked into what was probably an original fireplace area, facing the wall. We (read mon mari) moved the sink under the windows and put in a larger cooktop and an oven. The oven had been in the pantry. The appliances are electric so we got to move the big gas canisters out of the kitchen as well. Then I scrubbed the cabinets until my knuckles were raw, removing 45 years of accumulated dirt and grease. A little paint, some new tile and voila!
I had originally wanted to remove the cabinets you see next to the post – can’t be done. On the backside of the cabinet is the hot water radiator for this room….kind of important and not easy to move. Because our walls are stone all the wires, pipes and stuff that is normally hidden in the sheetrock is exposed – on the outside of the walls. One doesn’t mess with it.
On the wall opposite the cooking area is the big fireplace, 2 easy chairs and the telly. (Also 2 dog beds by the fireplace). The double glass doors (all doors here are French 😉 )lead out to our terrace, where we normally eat in warmer weather.
The chandelier above the table is a very old grape vine. The glass door on the left is to the living room. One thing that sets us Americans apart is the fact that we don’t normally have doors between rooms in the main living space, more open plan. And the doors we do have are normally not closed. In houses in Europe every room, hallway and staircase has a door and every door is closed, always. I keep this door closed to keep the dogs out. One less room to clean!
When we moved in the walls and fireplace were almost black from the years of accumulated soot and smoke.
In the hallway coming in to the kitchen are the fridge and freezer – no room in the kitchen, as is typical here. I also have the clothes washer and dryer and shelves for appliances out there.
And it is the doggie dining room. I think we have a family of mice living out there as well….
I have a lovely ‘center island’ with a butcher-block top that is just shoved up against the post – no room near the cooking area.
Last, but certainly not least, a picture showing my passion, cookbooks, and mon mari’s vocation, woodworking. He made this lovely Welsh Dresser for me when we lived in Andorra.
Sometime, maybe this week, I’ll be putting these and more photos in a new photo album. Stop by and take a look….
Now that you’re in my kitchen, glass of wine anyone?