2 Weeks From Tomorrow

Say hello to my little friend. My little kitchen that is. And yes... my little OVEN! dun Dun DUN... I do believe it will be okay though, as long as I don't host any major Thanksgiving dinners in the near future. Measurements have been taken and every pan should (this word is extremely emphasized) fit except for one that I know will not. Poor oven hasn't even been used I don't think. When the current tenant sent original pictures, there were books in the oven, a la storage bin. Don't worry little friend, you're no longer neglected.

The move is 2 weeks from tomorrow and I haven't packed one box. I have, however, arranged to have a stoop/bake sale on Saturday (more on this later) to purge the unnecessary things in my life and apartment. Hooray for cleansing!

In the meantime, I like to peruse the internets and daydream of all the plans I have in store for the new place, especially the kitchen! Some inspiring kitchen pictures I stumbled upon...

 

Who says you can't have an herb garden in a tiny city apartment? I'm using the word garden loosely but it will have to do sans outdoor space. I'm putting the windowsills to work!

Everyone start drinking, fast! I need lots and lots of bottles.

Cute bottle cap magnets for the fridge! My fridge now isn't magnetic (what's up with that?) so I haven't been able to utilize all that empty space that screams for tiny art. 

How awesome is this chalkboard wall? It would enable all my childhood fantasies of writing on walls to come true, sans time outs.

2 words... Kitchen. Porn.

Yes to colors!!

I want to frame this. Food art doubling as easy access recipes? Yes, I'll take them all, thank you.

(all images via apartmenttherapy.com, but of course)