Things are about to get a little more rambunctious than usual in my house. I know, I know, you are thinking my current kitchen looks fine, and from a distance and if you squint a little it’s not too bad. But trust me when I say that after thirteen years of splattering my kitchen with melted chocolate and more bacon drippings than I could even begin to calculate, the Southern husband and I decided it was TIME.
Time to upgrade to new cabinets, and a stovetop that actual turned on reliably. Time to put in a counter that folks could sit at instead of on. Time to refinish the scuffed floors and paint the weary walls. Time for granite instead of the mysterious unknown and peeling stuff my countertops are made of. Yep, this week we are starting The Great Kitchen Project of 2013…and you, lucky you, you are coming with me.
For about 30 seconds we flirted with the idea of running this project ourselves. Then I flashed forward to a moment in the possible future where I had measured the new cabinets incorrectly by 1.5 inches and as a result the sink didn’t fit into the countertop, and I broke out into a cold sweat and promptly called up someone who actually knew what she was doing, aka our Fabulous and Indispensable Kitchen Designer.
She is a combination of project manager and designer and therapist, and she talks to me in soothing tones when I start hyperventilating about granite choices and the benefits of stainless steel versus enamel sinks. She’s also been a caterer and a recipe developer and totally understood when I said my life would be complete if I could finally have a warming drawer in it.
So with her doing the measuring and leading us patiently through the planning, and after weeks of going to granite yards and appliance stores and picking out plumbing fixtures and tiles and dreaming about paint samples and pendant lamps, the GKP 2013 is now about to happen.
As in, a crew from Green Demolition (do you know you can donate used cabinets and appliances?) is going to show up at my house this week and take away pretty much everything in my current kitchen. Cabinets. Stovetop. Microwave. Sink. Gulp.
My dishwasher and ovens and fridge are relatively new so they get to stay. Except for the fridge none of them will actually be usable during the renovation, but they are going to be there on the other side. Since I recently spent about 1,000 years picking out my fridge, that sound you hear is the Southern husband breathing a sign of relief.
So right now we are in the process of taking Every Single Thing out of our kitchen and stashing in another part of the house. This includes my little kitchen desk where I am typing right this minute.
This is fun. Kind of. It’s definitely a humbling trip down memory lane wherein you remember that at one point in time you seriously thought that an ice crusher was something that was essential to your existence. And ice cream bowls painted with sprinkles. And about 29 varieties of gourmet unsweetened cocoa.
And so! For the next three to four weeks, I am going to be kitchen-less. It’s going to be fabulous on the other side of it, but in the meantime I am going to have to figure out how to get through the days without the vast majority of my cooking stuff.
In terms of the blog, I’ve stockpiled enough new recipes and pictures to keep the blog fires burning in a pretty regular basis. I’ll still be posting new recipes on Sundays and Thursdays. On Tuesdays, I am going to do a Kitchen Renovation Update Post so that you guys can share the agony and the ecstasy along with me. (There WILL be some ecstasy, right? I’m positive there will be. I’m almost sure. Gulp.)
I’m going to take lots of pictures, which I’m sure the construction crew will love as much as they are going to love our overly friendly hound dog, and I am counting on your comments to keep me sane.
My other priority during all this is, well, feeding the troops, and here’s where I need your help. In terms of cooking dinner, here’s what I will have at my disposal:
1. A refrigerator
2. A grill
3. A microwave
4. Paper plates and forks and napkins
5. All of the pantry items that are enjoying refugee status in my basement
Here is what I will NOT have:
1. An oven
2. A stove
3. Any reasonable place to wash cooking utensils or dishes or the like
4. Any counterspace whatsoever
5. Anything remotely resembling a food processor or a mixer or a blender or any of those other small kitchen appliances that I love so devoutly.
I’ve figured out that we can have hamburgers on the grill without messing up any pots or pans or bowls, and I’m going to re-introduce Sandwich Night. The Southern husband has been yearning for ages to be set free in the frozen dinner section of the supermarket, and this will be his big chance.
We are DEFINITELY going to be going out a couple times a week, and we are going to become close personal friends with the pizza delivery guy. I figure this will get us about halfway through…so please, if you love me, leave me a comment below with your suggestion for other dinner possibilities that don’t require stoves or ovens or the washing of any food preparation items.
Bless your hearts, and in return I promise to try and keep my wailing and gnashing of teeth to a minimum. On the blog, anyway. Here goes nothing…or maybe a whole lot of something!