Goodbye Kitchen

Goodbye kitchen sink where I was bathed as a babe.



Goodbye kitchen where the lower cabinet of brightly colored pots was my favorite toy chest as a toddler.



Goodbye kitchen where I made "pinch pies" with my Great Aunt Ruth with bits of leftover pie dough and grape jelly. I was a preschooler, and sat on the counter while we worked.



Goodbye kitchen where I first learned to measure flour.



Goodbye kitchen where at first I had to stand on a chair to stir a pot on the stove.



Goodbye kitchen where I tried my first real no-recipe experiment. The one that included ramen noodles and red food coloring. Fortunately for you, my readers, that recipe did not survive. I think I was twelve.


Goodbye kitchen where I royally messed up my first attempt at lemon meringue pie.


Goodbye kitchen where I fell in love with the delight a plate of homemade cookies can bring.



Goodbye kitchen where I prepped vegetables and chicken to make soup with little boys at a day camp ... and passed on the love of cooking to at least a few.



Goodbye kitchen where Grammy made her ever famous miracle soup. (lots of cabbage - someone open a window!)



Goodbye kitchen where I first cooked for my boyfriend - before I officially imported him from South Carolina.



Goodbye kitchen where I sipped coffee the morning of my wedding.


Goodbye kitchen which has nourished so many beloved friends and family.