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Space

Yes, Trekkies, the final frontier. But not here, not today. I’d like to talk about kitchen counter space. As iyou know, there is only so much of it. If I could have everything my little heart desired, my home would only be kitchen and I wouldn’t be able to find anything.

So, we need to know what we need, what we use most and how to best access it. Over the years, I’ve come up with my own strategy. Yes, I’m biased based on some level of expertise (cooking school) and years on this planet spent cooking for myself, my family and guests.

Shortly after I graduated college, my mother gave me a glass punch bowl and ladle. She had to entertain a lot for Dad’s position in the arts and got a new silver set for weekly artist/donor receptions. Every year I trotted it out for the staff party at work and lugged it home to wash. Decades later, I no longer have it, don’t even remember to whom I bequeathed it. Some things you just don’t need for your lifestyle.

Now, if I were eating an Asian diet that required a number of small meals per day based on fresh rice, I would definitely have an electric rice cooker. Ditto espresso, but I might have espresso several times a year and I’d opt for a small stovetop model than a huge coffee/espresso maker with frother.

The kitchen counter is prime real estate, a place in which nothing can be unneccesary or out of place. All I can advise young cooks starting out in their first apartment is to consider what you like to cook and what you need to cook it. Then buy quality products. Many of mine I’ve had for decades.

I was instructed to purchase for cooking school a good 3-4″ paring knife, a 10-12″ chef knife and a steel honer. That’s it. Oh, knife guards to protect them and a case so I didn’t look like a serial killer on the subway. I still have and use all those knives and have added one ceramic and one santoku chef, a boning knife, a fish boning knife, two mid-size utility knives (for living with only two knives overseas) and several inexpensive paring and picnic knives. I do not keep them in a block, the ones I use every day are on a 24″ magnetic strip near where I prep food on my many plastic cutting boards (that are standing in a narrow cupboard below the counter)

Appliances include a KitchenAid two-slice toaster; a KitchenAid coffee/spice mill with washable container; a KitchenAid 12 cup food processor (no longer made, and 21 years later the lid is beginning to break down); a 5 qt. KitchenAid mixer that’s 35 years old and running strong; a KitchAid blender with glass vessel; and a KitchenAid electric tea kettle (sorry, fell in love living in England and Scotland). That’s it.

Otherwise I have two crocks, one for metal spatulas and utensils, and one for wooden spoons and spoonulas. Also a heavy stand for a roll of paper towels. That’s it.

Cooking stores will sell you strawberry hullers, cherry pitters, mushroom brushes and tons of stuff you don’t need. A paring knife has so many uses, and so does a heavy chef for pitting olives or cherries. I go to a hardware store for pastry brushes. I even bought a $4 curry comb (to brush horses) at a farm store to scale fish. But that’s another story for another day.

I love my current kitchen. Although the sink doesn’t have a view (unless I tile it with an Italian scene), my prep area does and I’ve plenty of storage for food, pots and pans, china and glassware, slow cooker et al. If you’re just starting out, consider what you really need and let your kitchen grow to be your very own. If you have too much stuff, use this as a guide to pare down. The kids can use some stuff, can’t they? Cheers and keep on cooking! Dee

Tendencies

Over thirteen years ago my husband and I met. He’d gotten into dot-com and had just been dot-bombed. The board of a 60 person corporation met and left their agenda on a white board for all staff to see. The final item was lay off 1/3 of the staff.

Of course he was one of the last 20 hired so he hung around a couple of weeks, looking for work, but knew it was unlikely to find as fellow dot-coms were sinking as well. That’s when we met.

Two weeks later I visited his “man cave” knowing he’d have to go back to family to reassess his opportunities. I immediately ended the clean pile/dirty pile laundry “system” and washed and dried and organized everything. Come on, the only things in his frig were individually wrapped string cheese and a 72 oz. Dr. Pepper. The freezer held one store-bought microwave lasagne left by his mother three months earlier.

Yes, the string cheese wrappers were on the rug from the frig to his home-built dual-brained computer, in front of blackout shades because the man cave was five feet from the mail boxes looking out on a parking lot and he liked to work in his underwear.

A few days later I helped him pack, everything was organized so it was easy. Then after he left me forever I paid money I didn’t have to give for maid service so he’d receive his deposit. He returned to me in two weeks with a job in town. When a neighbor asked why he came back, my husband of nearly 12 years said, “her.”

We now have views wherever we live, nice furniture and artworks, and have been able to keep a dog alive and happy for nearly eleven years. Plants, not so much.

As we hit another crossroads I must say that I went on strike shortly after we moved in. My husband was urged to take the larger place and move all of our furnishings out of three years in storage halfway across the country. Shortly after we moved in, things changed but that’s another story.

He is in a good situation and I am emptying boxes and discarding, donating, storing or shredding. Also taking art off the floor, that has been covered in towels, and placing it on the walls.

He says I’m “nesting.” I say I’m getting stuff off the floor. What I see, I can pack. Same as 13 years ago when I helped you move away from me forever, but now we’re married.

Two pieces have made me at home during his absence due to a contract in another state. Ten years ago I was told about a consignment store in Texas and looked at a piece of furniture that might have been suitable for bedroom or dining room. I opened the top drawer to see if the joints were dovetailed and lo and behold, there are two lithographs of Tuscan sites. Two dollars a piece. I took them home immediately, the lithos, not the furniture. A $4 find.

After $250 of matting and framing as of last week they are on the wall next to our bed. Two years with a white primer-ed wall, several months without a husband and they close the room in a bit and make me feel safe.

Tonight my husband made sure I have reservations at a hotel en route to see him and his family for Thanksgiving. I’m bringing a lot of food and gifts and looking forward to seeing everyone. Dog Zoe has an excellent sitter, and my standards for her care are high. I expect that she’ll come to the door, turn around and lie down and mumble, “Glad you’re home, Mom, I’m going to nap now.” That’s how my grandfather would have said “Yeah, I missed you but had a great time.”

Lots of stuff to do before I hit the road and my hotel. Dog food, cleaning, packing, dog bath, remembering all the frozen food. And loading the car without the dog knowing I’m leaving. Hmmmm. Any ideas? Cheers and Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours. Dee

Schedules

Mine is rote memory, changed by everyday tasks. As I see and appreciate wildlife out here in the west I appreciate their schedules. I never know when the birds will come, or call for each other.

They have their own schedule and it would be nice to try theirs for a day or two. I’m not saying they have it easy as they have to eat several times a day but don’t need to go to an office or sit by a computer.

What separates us is that we have to go somewhere to make paper money to buy groceries and pay to live somewhere and cook the groceries.

Think about it. How far have we come and what damage to our world have we done to get here? Dee