It isn't where I live, but this is my Gran's kitchen in Toowoomba. The house belonged to her parents, so it gives a bit of an indication as to how old it is, and how much food has been prepared in this little space.
I love this kitchen. I love the feeling I get when I first arrive at Gran's place and walk up the back steps and into her kitchen. I said it feels like home, but it smells like home too. Gran has a place for everything, and everything in its place. It looks a mess here, sure, but that kitchen has seen thousands of messes...all cleaned up.
So many great memories.
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