Houzz Call: Tell Us About Your First Kitchen
I eagerly anticipate the start of the next season of HBO’s Girls this Sunday night. It evokes memories both good and bad of being a clueless twentysomething. One thing I don’t miss about being a twentysomething is living in a twentysomething apartment: not owning enough soup spoons, never having both cereal and milk at the same time, and dreaming of a dishwasher. I remember setting a loaf of Wonder Bread on fire in the microwave (trying to defrost; the red and blue dots on the plastic bag ignited), and my roommate Cindy’s setting the toaster oven on fire by trying to heat up one tortilla at 450 degrees; she then unplugged the flaming appliance and opened the patio door, and I threw it out into the snow on the patio. (We were a great team during high-stress situations, even if we were hopeless in our culinary pursuits.) Writing about it makes me miss those days. But enough about me. With the next season of Girls here, I hand it over to the actors and to you.
Marnie does not look happy with the current state of the kitchen. Remember the trivial fights with roommates about leaving dirty dishes in the sink or who put the empty milk carton back in the refrigerator?
Remember when refrigerator doors were time capsules full of souvenirs, memories, takeout menus and kids’ drawings? Today’s sleek fridges have none of that personality.
As you can see, the tiny kitchen opens up to the living room. This apartment is actually a pretty cushy setup for being semiclose to Manhattan. (The girls live in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.)
As Hannah evolves, so do her kitchen and her culinary pursuits. Note that she now has a useful small open kitchen island that makes a great workstation and can double as a high-top for two. She has a useful rack for pot holders and maybe even pots and pans on the wall. She’s gained a funky Chinese takeout carton sconce (it didn’t require hardwiring, of course; the place is a rental). She has some sort of alphabet board with “What What” spelled out vertically (nice touch, prop specialists). No matter; whenever the girls try to have a grown-up dinner party, it’s usually a disaster.
Now you: Please tell us about your own first apartment in the Comments!
