Old kitchens come with nooks and crannies that make you work your imagination. Our kitchen came with an old cabinet that once housed an ironing board. There’s nothing more I despise doing than ironing. I certainly don’t need a whole cabinet for a dreaded chore.
Bruce sawed up lumber for me, and instantly it became our spice cabinet. Our spices are now in jam jars, all the same sized, labeled and alphabetized. We do our best to keep our spices in this one cabinet. Now if only my pantry were so organized.