I have a confession to make…shoemaker’s kids have no shoes style. I am a kitchen designer and I sit here typing away as my husband cooks dinner (yes, I am a very lucky woman and he is a very good cook), and the front door of our apartment is open… as is the side window. Because….we have no hood! Yes, I live in Chicago, yes, it’s hovering around 32 degrees, and yes, as I sit here typing away sharing my confession with you all, my front door is still open and I’m sitting here in a sweater and scarf. I always tell my clients that it’s amazing what you don’t notice when you’re used to living with it – and once you actually have to pick things like the color of hinges it’s enough to make most people crazy. We keep saying we’re going to get one and install it and we keep putting it off. It might have something to do with the 14 inch- thick brick walls that we’d have to go through to get the hood to ventilate outside…but alas, here we are. So! That said, I really, truly, from the bottom of my heart recommend good ventilation. Especially when you cook anything on a high heat and/or pan sear. And typically I practice what I preach…in this case, I’m practicing my preach about being used to what we’re used to… and that everyone procrastinates!

Ok – so I’ll be more honest – we have a ‘hood’ technically…it’s a vintage hood shell that I love that I inherited…but it has no fan. We’ve been procrastinating because I want to retrofit a fan to the hood shell and my husband…well, let’s just say he’s more skeptical about the practicality of this.

I think we’ll do a regular post about designer confessions…I’ve got plenty. In fact, I shared one today with a client and I’ll share that  next week.

We’re all human!

-Rebekah