But if I could change one thing...
|About the same size as our kitchen. This one, however,|
is slightly newer.
No, I don't mind that I do not have a dishwasher. We don't really need one as we have Paulo and myself (usually Paulo, since we have the "he/she that cooks should not do the dishes policy", and as you can all tell, I do the cooking 95% of the time).
I have even learned to live without a garbage disposal, although I did not know there were actually houses in America that didn't have one. (We have the switch to turn it on/off and all the other things to make it happen, but when we asked the landlord about it they told us we could not install one... something about them being afraid our house will burn down. Huh?) I do still, once in a great while, forget that I do not have a garbage disposal and then have the unfortunate task of having to scoop a bunch of stinking, old food out of the sink. Yuck. But most of the time I remember and all is well.
The thing that I find challenging is the lack of counter space.
|Not our kitchen, but might as well be...|
As you can imagine, I do daydream often about having a kitchen that I can spread out in, unaware of what items I am stacking on top of one another. Those daydreams quite frequently look something like this...
Really, it is a beautiful image, right?
But for now I must listen to the ever wise words of Aerosmith and "Dream on."