Yep, this is my new kitchen. All of it. The only good thing I can say about it is that there is a window that lets in bright morning sun. (I'm getting rid of the fussy lace thing on the window.) The housing corp guys put a coat of white paint on the hideous dark brown cabinets, and there are shiny new knobs on the doors. The strand of hair trapped under the thick coat of floor wax gives me nightmares, but they do get an A for effort.
Compare this, now, to my old kitchen.
It was simple, white, big, and spanking new. I miss you, dear kitchen. We had a good time together.
For the post-eulogy dinner, I made khichdi and kadhi , lentil-rice pilaf with yogurt-gram flour curry. Perfect comfort food for empty freezer-empty belly days. This is the recipe I always use. I added a spoonful of sugar to my bowl in the traditional Gujarati manner, and it was delicious.
After polishing off all of that and a cup of tea, this is my final opinion. As far as kitchens go, size does not really matter. 🙂