I am often asked if I have a “favorite” kitchen. My answer is absolutely YES! It wouldn’t surprise you if you know me. My favorite kitchen is my grandparents kitchen. I remember when it went from orange maple to the painted peach! I thought is was the most beautiful color I had ever seen. It is the kitchen in which I pray for my homeowners to aspire to. The one kitchen that feels like home to every member of the family. The kitchen that so many happy memories were shared. The kitchen where the greatest man ever born ate dinner for 62 years. The kitchen where I watched my mom fix my grandma’s hair before everyone showed up. The kitchen that made food taste like angels came down and sprinkled heaven into it. The kitchen where you could have two kinds of butter on your toast, and coffee at any age. The kitchen where ice cream sundaes are built to perfection. Do you catch my drift? My grandparents kitchen is what I wish for everyone of my homeowners!