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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Absolutely love all of the classic kitchen accessories that you have here, as well as the traditional family height chart on the wall.
Your Grandma’s kitchen is great. My Mom grew up in Oklahoma but my Granny has gone on to heaven.
This brings many memories back to me, also. Unfortunately, due to unforeseen family issues, My Grandma C. lost her home, that my mother and her twin sister built for her in 1956-1958. We only have our memories and old family photos showing it in the background. I do have most of her recipes, and for my first 3 apartments I used her old Formica (grey tones) and matching vinyl chairs. My Sister-in-Law got her cookie jars (that were always full), however, with her 2 boys they have not survived the years. I have put together a digital recipe book with the “family ‘Reci-a-tree’s’ ” in it to accompany the genealogical “tree” I am doing, this is a Christmas gift for the rest of the family. She passed on a few years ago but I can thankfully say that the many hours that I spent with her are as fresh today as if it “were yesterday”.
I used to have a place like that to visit – my grandma’s. I grew up in Blackwell, Oklahoma, but there is none of my family there anymore. My cousins and I are the older generation now, and we have only our memories of that wonderful, familiar place where nurturing came first, along with good homemade food. I am also an OSU alum! Some friends from grade school to high school are still email pals, and I still get to visit them when I go back to tend the family graves. It’s much smaller now, but its heart is still as big as I remember.
Makes my heart ache for my grandma…she had a growth chart JUST LIKE THAT when we were little!!! Thanks for sharing!
It definitely does bring back memories of my grandmother and her home. I just realized as I looked at your post, they had double ovens back then as well. I can’t wait to see the rest of the house.
Reminds me of how I feel when I go home & visit my grandmother’s place – it’s very refreshing in a world where everything else is changing ALL the time!
Great post -My family live abroad, but this is exactly how I feel everytime I go and visit my grandmothers. Nothing has changed, ever, it’s very refreshing amidst a world of constant change!
Thank you for sharing! My Grandma is gone now, and boy was she a good cook. Thankfully, my mother is still alive and her refrigerator has a ton of magnets all over it too! Thanks for this moment of recollection.
My Mom and Grandma are both gone now,but the wonderful memories never fade.What I do have is many of their handwritten recipies.My husband wants to put them on the computer with my other recipies,but I love touching them,knowing they wrote them for me, and following the instruction of these “Kitchen queens”.
Thanks so much for sharing, this brings back so many memories. I loved going to my grandma’s house. Her’s looked just about the same. Ice water in a glass pitcher in the frig., roast in the oven, and oh those cookies, YUM:)
Thanks Amy, we should always remember those times with such fondness.
Thanks! That’s so great you have a place to go home to as well. Tell your Auntie I said hello:-)
Thank you so much for sharing, Amy!! Your grandma’s kitchen is amazing!! (I can smell the roast in the oven and the pie on the counter!!) I can even imagine being a kid there myself!
I am 43, and I’ve had 37 addresses in my lifetime (yes: thirty-seven, 98% of them right here in the U.S. of A.!!!!) So – needless to say, my grandmother’s house was my continuity…stability so to speak. I have recently settled in the town where her house is – and I’m glad that her daughter (my auntie) now resides there and has kept everything the same way. 🙂 I visit my auntie often, helping her snap beans at the kitchen table while drinking a big ole glass of iced tea…and, yes, time does stop. <3
Someday our great-grandkids will be taking photos of stainless steel appliances and thinking they are retro and cool. ha!
How fun! Those fold-up tables must have been popular back then. I think they are a great idea.
Thanks for charging your Granma’s kitchen with us. It is truly retro and truly lovely. I miss my own grandparents so much, and this brought back memories. I think this whole way of life is going away, which is sad. Think about when your kidss are grown, they will probably remember granite countertops and stainless steel appliances, but there is something so charming about a tabletop that swings up and was made for your height and to give you more room. A much more interesting story than “stainless was all the rage then…”
I love it! My Mamaw’s kitchen looks exactly like that. Same floor, same drop down table and a magnet filled fridge! Sadly, mine just had to move into an assisted living facility at 88 years old. She’s having a blast though playing bingo and bunko and having others cook for her for once. But, I’m sure she is missing her sweet little house.
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