I wanted to get us a place of our own with a little bit more space. The kitchen is just huge, because my mom... lives there, man, and she loves being in the kitchen.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My mother's kitchen was built to be the focal point of our house. I got into the kitchen often as a child.
The kitchen is the heart of every home, for the most part. It evokes memories of your family history.
I love my kitchen. For Manhattan, I have a rather decent-size kitchen, and it has an opening that gives out to the dining room, which has a window with a view of the city and in the distance the Statue of Liberty.
The kitchen really is the castle itself. This is where we spend our happiest moments and where we find the joy of being a family.
In my household, everything happens in the kitchen. My parents have this pretty big home, and it doesn't matter how big it is, we will all squeeze ourselves in the kitchen and just chat while my mom or dad cooks.
The Kitchen was a really great concept; it just wasn't at the price point that made it accessible to people. People could visit occasionally, and some people were coming regularly. It just wasn't a novel concept for every customer.
I was a little, uh, incorrigible as a kid, so the kitchen was a good place to give me structure and balance. It taught me hard work, but then I grew to love it.
I hate kitchens. I don't understand these enormous American kitchens that take up half the living room and then they just order pizza.
Why would I want a place of my own? Then I would have to things worry about, like doing laundry and having food in the fridge.
My kitchen was built for my body. It forms a 'U' in the middle of the living room and dining room. It's not huge, because I don't like huge kitchens.