Well, it’s not so much “new” as it’s new to me. This house was built in 1970, and I’m fairly certain that everything in it is original. Here be the kitchen:
The stove is vented through the counter. It’s so small and weird.
There’s a double oven, which could be cool. I haven’t tested it yet, but I did get an oven thermometer just in case.
This is where the dining table will be eventually.
My mom says the front looks like an old man, with a chimney for a nose and a bushy mustache.
My first meal in the house was a quickie, since we were busy unpacking. I knew I could get some ready to cook food from Trader Joe’s. I simmered their green curry sauce and chickenless strips with steamed cauliflower and carrots, and wilted in spinach at the end. Served over precooked brown rice.
The next day I reaped the benefits of some presents I found in the backyard.
These poor plants had been neglected for months, so I turned them into a delicious chunky marinara. Served over whole wheat rotini and topped with lots of nutritional yeast that I had just unpacked.
On the side, mixed greens cooked with worcestershire, boullion and a little bit of ketchup. I didn’t have any tomato paste. It worked, okay?
More bonuses from the yard: I believe this to be a blackberry bush that sadly went unpicked for the whole season.
And what’s this hanging over the fence from my neighbor’s house? I thought they were limes, but when I stole one for guacamole last night, it turned out they were sorely under ripe lemons. But soon they will be ripe lemons, and I will claim what’s on my side!
I unpacked my cookbooks today, so I will delve back into them very soon. In conclusion, I am so happy to have a kitchen again!