That one time I remodeled a kitchen

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I just snagged this from facebook so I could show off the front of it. I loved that round door a whole lot.
This photo is from the craziest blizzard I've ever been through that came in on Christmas Eve, 2009.

Here's a little history for you: In 2008 we bought a historical home built in 1921. We got a really good deal on it so we decided to see past the ugly, horrendous disaster that was the previous owner's DIY job and instead try to focus on it's potential. We had money left over because we got the house pretty cheap which is good because this house needed help in a major way. So we gutted the kitchen and I drew up the design I wanted. We did the demo ourselves and when we were knocking out the floors and opening the entry to the kitchen (top left photo in both groups) we found the brick chimney for the original furnace. So, of course we had to expose the brick (bottom image; you can see the brick on the right) and chipped away at the wall to carefully remove the plaster. We removed the horrible terra cotta tile that had DOG FOOT PRINTS pressed into them and put in bamboo floors. The cabinets were custom built for the kitchen. Aren't they pretty? They were so big and spacious. Oh, how I miss the storage. We put in quartz counter tops and subway tile to replace the awful hand painted tile WITH GREEN GROUT and put in all stainless steel appliances. If you've ever remodeled or built a house then you know it's never finished when they say it will be and there is always at least one issue that pops up. But that kitchen was pretty much perfect. It was by far my favorite room in the house. Sadly, we moved 2 years later because that little old house was just too much upkeep (and who puts a basement in a home in oklahoma) for us and the bills were so high because the house was not efficient at all. Since it's on a national historic register there are some crazy restrictions we had to follow, like not replacing the old drafty windows in order to maintain the "original" home's aesthetic. The brand new house we live in now is a whole lot larger and our bills are half of what they were in the historic house. The only thing I miss about the old house is this kitchen. Our new kitchen is tiny in comparison and our dishwasher is builder-grade and loud. I never thought I would care about having a nice dishwasher. This is how I know I'm getting old. I really hope that the girl who bought our house hasn't made any changes to the kitchen…except the wall color. What do you think? I'm obviously still very proud of it.