The “woman cave”

First of all I am deeply enamored with the idea of cooking. A good day for me includes waking up early to watch the food network and then browsing through cookbooks, making a successful dinner (cue my husband smiling) and then doing a search on the internet for a cast iron dutch oven. The very idea of cooking makes me giddy and I think that I will become a better cook simply because I love the process of making something and the expectation and hopefulness that it will taste amazing. We have gotten rid of our TV so it was time to stop living vicariously through the food network and start living in the potential of what my kitchen could be. An avalanche can start with a single snowball or in my case, a hanging pot rack. I saw it on craigslist, the most beautiful hammered steel pot rack and 6 hours and 45 dollars later it was sitting on the floor in my kitchen. And. It. Is. Awesome. Something happened when we installed that pot rack. I couldn’t get the word gourmet out of my head. Suddenly a whole new world of possibilities opened up to me. My husband never ceases to amaze me either. Last night he played electrician and installed three new lights in our kitchen, two over the counter and a main one overhead. Gone are our depressing cafeteria rectangles replaced by twinkling glass that is controlled by the newly installed dimmer switch. My husband calls it my woman cave, much like he would have a man cave of Big screen tv, Beer fridge, Leather Recliner and nothing else. I look at it now and think about all the meals I will make in the kitchen for my family, all the recipes I will try and all the love and memories that will be formed there. I think a woman cave of my very own may just be the most satisfying present I could think of. I will post pictures soon. I need to clean up from all the recent demolition.

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