Sean (the beau) stayed home waiting for the plumber the guy's (my landlords) had called. All I was hoping for was a working bathroom for the next day so we could clean it and get ready for Christmas Eve dinner. The plumber showed up and basically told us that the apartment was a wartime build and that the pipes were gone and had to replaced in the back. *sigh* Thankfully, he got us to a working bathroom by the next day, so I could prepare what would be my last big meal in my uber small oven.
|Coq Au Vin with Asparagus at Christmas Eve Dinner|
|Closeup of Coq Au Vin with Asparagus at Christmas Eve Dinner|
The plumber would visit 2 more times...I had to knock on my sister's door and ask to take a shower at her place. We felt displaced, this apartment, though quircky, had served me well for the past 7 years. We had painted, we had changed out the blinds to nice bamboo blinds, almost every light in the place was replaced with cooler/safer lighting, we had added storage to the kitchen; it was my pefect apartment...until it wasn't. So I bought a house.
Well, between the process of buying the house, moving in, being host to my sister and brother in-law while they closed on their home and trying to just get settled in, my blog took a back seat. So, I wanted to post a few pics of my new kitchen (new appliances, more space, more counter work space, more than 1 electrical outlet and an actual pantry...I really love my kitchen) to kick off the first blog entry of the year and get back on track with posting a bit more frequently than every six months.