Take a tour of my Grandma’s Kitchen! This cute retro kitchen is straight out of the 1950’s.
Grandma’s 1950’s Kitchen Tour
Have you ever had an unexpected moment of nostalgia? I had a moment like that the last time I visited my Grandma’s house. Maybe it’s because I have visited this home my entire life, that I never really noticed the 1950’s kitchen details. Details such as nothing much has changed since I was born and well beyond!
We often notice change, but sometimes we totally miss the things that don’t change. It’s interesting how I all of a sudden noticed this while sitting at Grandma’s handmade kitchen table, eating a mini Snicker’s bar (a treat that is always in her refrigerator) and drinking from a tiny antique orange juice glass that I have been drinking from since I was probably three.
Maybe because I felt like a 10-year-old again and realized I was not. But at that moment, I noticed how time seemed to stop. I had to giggle and asked my mom if she had ever thought about how neat Grandma’s 1950’s retro kitchen is, and why I had never thought about it before? She looked around too and began telling stories while I took photos so I would never forget.
I’m going to visit Grandma next week and I thought you might enjoy a tour of her 1950’s retro kitchen.
My mom told me how she thought the kitchen was built in the 1950’s. She told me all about how the counter tops and cabinets were made especially short for my Grandma so she could reach everything. We’re tall, so it’s why we get back aches when doing the dishes!
The floor is one of the few things that has been replaced from the original kitchen. It used to be checked tile. I bet that was so cute! This folding table and stools were custom-made by a relative to create more space.
I can remember sitting at that very table during my college Thanksgiving break and watching my Mom, Grandma and Great-Grandma Chunkie doing the dishes. That was the moment in time where I looked at the women standing before me and realized I would never have skinny ankles. NEVER. I was doomed to a life of cankles. So why bother anymore with the calf muscle exercises to make my ankles appear smaller? It was a relief really because I hated those leg workouts! Ha! See what I was taking note of back then? Not the neat 1950’s kitchen, but the hand I was dealt in the gene pool. hee!
Grandma doesn’t have a fancy growth chart. Just the wall. If you look closely, you can see the date at the bottom of the photo says May 28, 1977. My kids love getting measured to see if they are taller than mom when she was little!
Gotta love the refrigerator magnets at Grandma’s house. Oh, there is even one of my business cards in the bottom right! Grandmas are the best!
My grandma collects pigs
Look back at the photos again and count how many pigs you see!
I’m so happy that I have this house and my Grandma to visit when I go home to Oklahoma. On my next trip, I’ll move to other rooms with my camera. We can play a game of find the pigs!
Do you have a place to go home to like this? I’d love to hear about it in the comments below.
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