It started with a red teapot. After the teapot, it was a floor mat placed near the sink. Little by little the red accessories increased, and now, more than ten years later, I have a red-themed kitchen.
Our latest addition was a red microwave. Our previous microwave was purchased more than sixteen years ago. Once it was no longer working properly, we went shopping for a new one. And, of course, it was the red one that found its way into our home.
In a certain sense, a kitchen serves as the heart of a family’s home. So it seems quite logical to me that our kitchen would be red; the color associated with hearts. (Coincidentally, red is also our son’s favorite color). It is the place where you prepare food that will sustain your loved ones. The place with the essentials -- water, milk, bread. The place with the celebratory -- birthday meals and cakes. The place where you fuel up and pack up before leaving the sanctuary of home -- daily breakfasts and lunch boxes.
Red is a color that has many emotions attached to it. Red is the color of love and passion. Anger and heat. Happiness and festivity. And a family’s life goes through all of those emotions.
So it is here, surrounded by my red cooking utensils, my red pots, and my red vases that I strive to meet my family’s nourishment needs.