Moving in with Frank recently, I felt determined to reclaim my sense of homely pride. Although Frank felt a little nonchalant about prettifying our surroundings at first, the prospect of having his own space soon got the better of him (he was a lodger before), and he got stuck in with banging nails into walls. We unpacked within 48 hours and carefully considered where to put different bits and bobs. We’re just about done, bar a few extra rugs and bits that we’d like to buy, so I thought it would be nice to start a little house tour to show you round my new abode. First up, the kitchen.
For me, the kitchen has always been a household hub. The place where house party guests always congregate, where culinary triumphs (and disasters) are born, and where delicious homely smells waft out to tempt even the most disinterested nostrils.
The dried garlic in the picture above was given to me by my mum. It was originally a fresh batch of beautifully fresh pinky purple bulbs, which over the years have dried up and now get carried with me from house to house. Growing up my mum always had some hanging in our kitchen, and I love the sense of nostalgia I get looking at them. Frank and I have also bought a couple of old milk bottles, and the Le Creuset mortar and pestle was a spot-on gift from my lovely sister (as was the Bush radio in fact).
Although I don’t mind a small kitchen, it’s important for me that two of us can fit in comfortably, and while this room looks teeny, there’s a nice space next to the fridge (where you’ll usually find a rather rotund kitty cat munching away on her bikkies).
The space next to the microwave neatly houses a photo frame decorated with stamps (I wrote a little tutorial if you like it) I made a couple of years ago, along with our cookbooks, which means I'm much more likely to dig them out to hunt down new recipes while I'm waiting for the kettle to boil. We also found the wooden lemonade tray in Debenhams, which currently houses our herb collection.
The folk art tumblers were from Dot Com Gift Shop a few years ago, and the little mushroom decorations I got in Tiger.
On the right of the picture below you can see my gorgeous new Sabatier knives from Dunelm (which will be reviewed soon), and just peeking out from the right is my green Le Creuset whistling kettle. It's been so nice ditching the electric one and trotting into the kitchen when I hear the 'weeeeeeeee!' of an old fashioned kettle and the plume of steam bursting into the air.
I bought this beautiful limited edition chicken print with a gift card from Minted, which I wrote about a little while back. After much deliberation (they have some beautiful pictures on their site), I chose it because it remind me of my mum living in France with her little flock of chickens.
So far we've cooked up a storm in this little space, most recently trying a Jamie Oliver recipe for 'a cracking burger' from his book Ministry of Food. It's so lovely having someone to cook for, and who cooks for me. I think we'll have many happy culinary memories in this kitchen.