The New Home 3
Now that the garden series found its sudden end, and because my dear mom has asked a few times in the comments, the time has come to finally continue this old series. The last two episodes can be found here and here.
This is my little kitchen I like to cook in a lot. To the left are the windows overlooking the garden. Straight ahead is the laundry room, which, to the left around the corner, contains the backdoor. You can see my wok at the very top on the right, with which I conjure up the ubiquitously beloved Chinese food. The wine bottle container on the bread box was recast as the spaghetti container and the weird fabric sausage at the back by the fridge is a plastic bag holder. (Simply stuff it into the top and, when needed, pull it out from the bottom, viola! now you got a stuffed plastic bag pull sausage!) Bread boxes, by the way, are a typical German accoutrement. Most bread is not pre-sliced and kept in these containers of diverse design. When a sandwich need arises, the slices are cut freshly from the loaf using the equally ubiquitous, and in the US equally elusive, bread slicing machine. Viola!! Other fundamental essential cooking utensils are the (preferable wooden) meat tenderizer, the whisk (Germans call it Schneebesen, snow broom, as whipped egg whites are usually refered to as egg snow) and the Quirl. I do not even know a good translation for the latter. It is a small compact whisk used for stirring batter and dough. At first I did not believe Amy, that Americans use a simple fork. How barbaric!
The other side of the kitchen connects to the dining area and, to the left, to the living room. Straight ahead is the door to the master bedroom, and on the right behind the wall is the master bathroom. Kai is just slurping his morning coco. On the cupboard are my oils and spices. Janet left me these blue bottles while they where moving. Thanks again, Janet!
