But our waking life, and our growing years, were for the most part spent in the kitchen, and until we married, or ran away, it was the common room we shared.
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Our cellar home had a kitchen and a combination bedroom and half bath, which meant we had a sink next to the bed. We had no refrigerator, no shower or tub, and no privacy. My parents shared the bedroom with my sister and me.
The kitchen is the heart of every home, for the most part. It evokes memories of your family history.
My mother's kitchen was built to be the focal point of our house. I got into the kitchen often as a child.
I shared a room with my parents until I was 7, and I lived with my uncles and aunts and my cousins and my grandfather... so the house was always full of people.
As a child, I was raised with my grandmother, alongside all my cousins, and the kitchen was always full.
I grew up in a two-bedroom house with my grandfather, my mom and dad and four kids. I slept on the couch or on the floor, and I always wanted to have my own space.
Growing up, I always wanted a bedroom of my own.
I lived with my mom in a really small apartment. My bedroom was like in the living room. That's why I still love to sleep on couches now.
Even now that I'm married and 28, my room's still intact the way it was when I went to high school.
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.
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