It has taken a year, both of us working full-time, to save for the down payment for our first home. The lannon-stone house built in the 1950s, sits on a half-acre lot, nestled between farmland. There is no extra money for the Formica burnt-orange countertops and earth-tone linoleum flooring to be updated, that will have to wait. But it is home, it is ours, and we have a lifetime to improve it.
The kitchen, as in most homes, serves as the central gathering space when we entertain. Housewarming party, our son’s baptism, birthday and holiday celebrations – it seems everyone congregates here.
Like Central Park, an oasis in the midst of a chaotic life, our kitchen becomes sacred space. This place where meals are prepared and dishes washed becomes the central hub of our life, where our family and friends gather and memories are made.
All of these times…
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