My grandmother is always in the kitchen baking cookies, cakes or her making her famous meatloaf.
She loves being in there and feels very much at home.
She decorated the kitchen with her collection of salt and pepper shakers. She has hundreds of them on the shelf that completely wraps around the kitchen. Some of them are cool and some of them are probably worth money but they are not mine to sell. I guess if she ever leaves them to me in her will I will look into it then. I don’t ever want to think about that and hopefully she lives forever. I don’t spend much time in the kitchen with her because that room feels like a furnace. It is hot! She doesn’t even open the window or turn the fan on above the oven. It’s just her working in the heat. I always look at the digital thermostat that is in the kitchen and it is at 68 degrees but the number says the house is 81 degrees. She is literally in there five to seven hours a day doing whatever. If she isn’t cooking then she is drinking her tea reading the paper or her book. The rest of the house feels like the air conditioning is on compared to the kitchen. My grandfather spends much of his time watching Nascar racing on his lazy boy and sleeping in it as well. I try to do puzzles with them but yeah grandpa is sleeping, grandmother says she will do them on the kitchen table but I have no interest in sitting in that kitchen for more than 15 minutes. She loves the heat apparently.
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