If there is anything you need to know about me and my kitchen prowess first and foremost, it is that have the tiniest kitchen that ever was. Nope. Mine is smaller. The fridge door can't open all the way. It opens enough to get in there, sure, but it bumps the whole other opposite side of what I will chortlingly refer to as the "room". There is no swinging it wide to put groceries away. The kitchen is galley style, and is just about big enough to fit me in it. It is seriously like I step into a mech suit that can cook. The light in the fridge has been out for years, and oh! a burner fire resulted in about a week of there being an empty burner hole full of the potting soil my husband used to put out the fire. The cat thought it would be awesome to sit and sleep in the hole.
Just so you know what we're working with here, people.
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