Looking back......

Romeo and I lived in many places between then and now ~ there is one place we truly loved (& hated for other reasons).  We lived in a 2 story duplex for about a year.  Ours was the downstairs unit, and the owners daughter, husband and 2 boys lived upstairs.  It had features you just don't see much of anymore.  The formal living room and dining room were rarely used by us.  We used the smaller living area which could be closed off with beautiful pocket doors inset with glass panes.  Inside this smaller room was a small bookcase and secretary desk.  But the kitchen....oh, my.  It was large, and painted a very cheery pale yellow.  Tons of counter space.  It had an old gas range that had a warming oven.  And a dutch door.  Very handy for when you might burn something, haha.  One bathroom and two bedrooms.  How did we ever manage with one bathroom?  

The cons were the idiots that lived upstairs from us.  The owners daughter could not cook.  Everything was a tv dinner (I know because I was up there to pay rent, etc) and there were always dishes laying around with old food on them.  She didn't know how to cook anything.  Once she wandered by the dutch door while I was frying chicken and was amazed that chicken could be fried at home. I'm not sure she could boil water.   Later, we discovered that both Mom and Dad used drugs ~ because they offered to give me some, which I politely declined.

Due to all the food they left lying around we had roaches.  I hate those ugly creatures.  Did you know they can chew through foil to get at a cake?  Yep.  I had that happen.  So, we cleaned thoroughly, never left anything on the counter (cereal in tupperware and all that) and purchased a trash can with a lid.  A few days later, the woman upstairs came down to ask if we had noticed a huge number of roaches lately.  Apparently I chased them all upstairs :-)

The 2 boys were cute, and they were ~ boys.  Jonathan was the youngest.  He used to run around in his underwear with a towel as his cape.  He would show up at our door (which was usually open, with the screen door preventing bugs ~ and Jonathan ~ from coming in without being invited.  He would stand there and yell "You know what?!" until you finally gave in and asked him "what?".  He was funny and exasperating. 

I wish I had pictures of that kitchen.  It was my dream before I knew I had one....

Love, 365