I've been eyeing a couple of spots recently loosening up in the faded wallpaper that has, until now, seemed permanently cemented to the walls — and even the ceiling — of our shabby kitchen. I've despised that paper since we moved into our house 25 years ago this month, but updating the kitchen has remained on our back burner for all these years.
That's because I don't just want it freshened by a simple coat of paint. That poor old room, surely stylish enough when it welcomed its first homeowners in 1951 (coincidentally the same year the Community Center was built), is crying out for new cabinets, a new sink, new faucet, new countertops, new flooring. A wine bar would be nice too.
We also should address the fact that it's not an “eat-in” kitchen, as there is scarcely enough space for the tiniest of tables, let alone any chairs. That could be rectified if we knocked out a wall and encroached into our backyard.