Holiday Magic

I remember when I was about ten, watching my Mom in the kitchen in the kitchen on Christmas or Thanksgiving. The kitchen in our house was about the size of the average McMansion pantry, had no granite, no stainless steel appliances and no custom cabinets, but was still the room that held most of my happy childhood memories.

 

Official disclaimer: This does not look like me, my Mom or our kitchen...mainly because I was NOT born in the 50s.

All of a sudden, it occurred to me that Mom had to work pretty hard to put this big family shindig together. I said, “Mom, I’ll bet you don’t even like the holidays because you have to do all the work.”...[click here to continue reading this post on my Triangle Mom2Mom blog]

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Comments

[JoAnn]

Isn't it amazing that our mothers were able to put together a decent meal in such awful kitchens? (My tongue was firmly planted in my cheek as I wrote that!) Our kitchen was about 8 by 8 feet with two doorways! The breakfast room was next to it with a dish cabinet in its corner. And we were a family of seven!

I feel very "bah humbug" about all the gizmos and "improvements" that marketing people have foisted upon us. They have made it seem that it is almost un-American not to have a kitchen like you described. Somehow, sometime, people have got to start pushing back and realize that "things" do not make a life.

[Shirley]

I loved your descriptions in the first 2 paragraphs. Our kitchen was tiny too with some of the precious space taken up by a portable dishwasher that can be hooked up to the sink ! My parents still live in that same house - 52 years now !