The kitchen in my apartment is small. It has all of the necessities — an oven, a stove, a microwave, a refrigerator, a dishwasher, and a sink — but it’s small. The counter space is very limited and there’s no room for a table and chairs.
Here’s a picture to give you a better idea:
It is updated, though, and that’s great. But due to the lack of counter space, my boyfriend and I had been using a tiny, glass top table for additional space. It was the best, but it worked. Since we never ate it — I think that has only occurred three times in the year and three months that we’ve lived here —we began to look into getting ourselves a kitchen cart.
Easier said than accomplished.
I quickly found out that any decent sized kitchen cart is expensive. I searched online for weeks and then stopped when the “cheapest” one I could find (in the size and with the top I wanted) was for $300. NO THANK YOU.
Luck must have been on my side because after explaining my ordeal to my mother, she told me that she and my stepdad had won a kitchen cart in a raffle at my brother’s high school a while ago and had no use for it. I had no idea it was even in their possession because it had been sitting in their shed since they got it. About a month after her telling me this, Matt and I now have it in our possession and it is wonderful.
Matt sealed it the other night and all I can think about is the amount of space I’ll have now for baking and cooking and entertaining and just look the storage space underneath!
This is adult life, guys. Getting excited about kitchen carts.