Though completely functional, my kitchen must be the loneliest room in my house. I have never been much of a chef, although when the stars are aligned just right I have been known to ticker around a bit in the kitchen. My repertoire of dishes is few so whenever this happens, I try not to deviate from that tried and often rocky path
The kitchen has dark brown cabinets with two double doors. These cabinets are filled with dishes, cups and bowls on one side and spices along with a box of assorted celestial seasons tea and two boxes of assorted individual packs of oatmeal on the other. To the right, below the cabinet doors is the sink, there are generally dirty dishes in the sink just begging to be washed. The sink is surrounded by a forlorn stove to the left and a dish rack to the right. The frequently used white refriger
ator is located about 10 inches in front of the dish rack and stands next to the microwave rack, which houses a black microwave and a biscuit colored convectional oven. Right in front of the rack is a six chair, black dining room table with gold trimmings. I really doubt that I would use it more often if I actually knew how to cook, so I guess that the fact that I can"tmt cook really simplifies the thought process. The items I choose are generally the same; a lot of orange juice, if it"tms on sale, soda, snacks and water. The kitchen itself is actually apart of one big room which runs right into the living room. The only time that I will buy meats is if I have made up my mind that I am going to attempt to make a meal. I don"tmt like to over complicate things and enjoy being in and out of the supermarket as quickly as possible, for this reason I try to never shop without a grocery list. So I guess I really do make use of it, even though it snows in Florida more often than I actually cook, you can"tmt discredit its ability to double as a table. I have nothing against my kitchen, as a matter of fact, I walk though it everyday. One night I can eat Jamaican, the next might be something from Trinidad and another could be American, I like having those choices. I will also get instant oats and frozen waffles if my stash in my kitchen has been depleted. On the, off white colored, wall between the cabinets and refrigerator hangs a smoke detector and the receiver for my wireless doorbell. The white and black stove is generally clean, but always seems to be covered with blankets of empty bowls and the occasional pot or two. It is just so much easier to walk across the street to Sally"tms Jamaican restaurant, look at the menu and order something to eat that someone else has slaved over a hot stove to prepare than it is to do it myself.