We’re sleeping in the new house tonight, a month-by-month rental furnished with crocheted things on the walls and a lot of plaid. It doesn’t smell quite like home. It doesn’t feel quite like home, but I took Alyssa to the Dollar Store tonight, where she spent $16 on crafts and pretty boxes for the desk sitting next to the bed in the loft, and she announced just before bed, “I just feel so glad to have crafts now, I feel like it can be home.”
Instead of calling it the Granny Rental (for realz. You should SEE the pillows in the living room), we’ve all decided to call this short stay in our borrowed townhome our summer Vacation Rental until plans are solidifed and a our new direction becomes clear.
In the meantime, forgive the lack of a Monday morning recipe. The entire spice cabinet is sitting in a cardboard box and my feet are too tired to move me downstairs for unpacking. The rest of the week should be chock full of magnificent recipes, including an Avocado stuffed with the most absurd Vegan Quinoa salad you’ve ever seen, a chocolate donut so purty it’ll make you weep, and some summery noodles you can make in a snap.
No matter where we roam, it’s nice to know that Cheeky Kitchen is still right at home.