|New Kitchen, New Rules!|
Not having my own kitchen for 8 weeks was pretty hard. Cooking always de-stresses me, cleaning up, not so much. So after weeks and weeks of packing, boxing, transporting and cleaning up after hand workers, I am starting to miss my old but cozy kitchen and all the comforts it gave me.
However, instead of wallowing in regret for starting something that requires weeks of patience , being fed by in-law and microwave meals , FF and I kept ourselves busy.
Minutes turn into hours. Days turn into weeks. Weeks turn into month and before we know it, our new kitchen finally arrived! However, it was a long row to hoe before we were able to pop some bubbling .
First Week was hectic. The content of my kitchen were sorted out between '' To keep '' and '' To throw away'' boxes. Recipe books, kitchen utensils , gadgets, cutleries and all things I did not even know I own and bought were laid out in the open. It was a painful battle. I did not know that tossing plastic kitchen tools can actually cause angina . Still sniffing (-_-,)
Week 2 My old kitchen finally left the house! The old tiles taken out with it.
Week 3: Old wall papers were removed. It was a tedious work.
Week 4: Electricians came. Holes are bored into the walls, electrical wirings and new sockets relocated .
Week 5: Another carpenter came to do the plastering works. Our walls finally looked even and smooth. Ready for new wall papers and fresh paint.
Week 6: FF and I scrubbed the wooden ceiling so clean it was shining! Worth the achy arms and stiff neck. Soon after that , the ceiling was painted white.
New wall papers are installed .
Then, painted...twice. One side of the wall was painted grey while the rest, in classic white.
This old, big and heavy- as- an-ox electric oven was carried out of the house, thankfully, without busting any artery.
This ultra thin, space efficient infrared heater took its place. On the wall, right above the window.
|BEFORE and AFTER|
The cooking corner became bigger too. The induction cooking stove from Bora heats up pans and pots in a breeze and it extracts cooking vapour efficiently too . Now, I can cook up my pungent shrimp paste or tons of garlic without actually smelling like one. After cooking up a storm, I can still walk into a room full of people without getting a nasty look from someone like I drowned somebody's cat .
And lastly, a small corner facing the window for FF and me to sit down, spy on our neighbour while enjoying our meals. Life is good....most of the time.