My New, New England Kitchen!

There was almost nothing more prideful than signing the closing papers of our new house and walking into my new kitchen for the first time. I packed up boxes of all my kitchen tools and gadgets from our apartment, knocking off the dust from some hidden treasures that had been hiding in the depths of cabinets and drawers. I cooked one last time with the old pots and pans that my grandmother Memere gave us, knowing they wouldn’t work on my new induction stove. And in one day, we had moved out of our apartment, packed up a U-Haul in the pouring rain, and settled into this shiny new place. In many ways, I feel like I’m a little kid riding a bike for the first time.

I can’t tell you how happy I am to show you around my favorite room of our first home. This space is the new home for all things Tastefully Grace. Thank you for being a part of this ride with me, from the bottom of my heart.