Kitchen Tales….If my kitchen could speak, well there would definitely be very interesting stories it would tell. Till then, you will have to make do with what my kitchen is to me…in verse form! 🙂
My kitchen – the room I love and hate,
The place I slog, the place I create
It is the place I sweat – and smile
Where I stop to think for just a while
As I look out at the tree outside –
And see where all the squirrels hide
Their nuts and berries for the cold.
And wonder what the future holds…
If my kettle could speak, it would probably say:
I boil the water for their tea
I know they just can’t do without me.”
My coffee machine is my one indulgence
It makes me coffee in abundance
Mochas, Lattes, Cappuccinos
Hot chocolate for my sweet Bambinos!
In my oven, I love to bake –
Brownies, cookies and cupcakes.
The children love to help as well,
They love that heavenly baking smell.
Fairy Platinum keeps my pots and pans clean
They always have a lovely gleam,
They have that lovely, sparkly shine.
I wash, I cook, I wash some more
I serve, I wash – it’s such a bore!
I clean, I dry and put away,
And then it starts again next day.
I whisk, I stir, I boil, I stew,
I flip, I toss, I decorate,
I mash, I blend, I pour, I grate.
My kitchen is a wondrous place
My peeve… My love…My room…MY Space!
I have this kind of love-hate relationship with my kitchen as there are so many days when I would love to not enter it at all. But all said and done – it is My Space as I mentioned and I love being in there.
This post is an entry for the “My Kitchen Story” Linky Challenge, sponsored by Fairy Platinum