Kitchen

The Kitchen, The Table.

 

My kitchen is my sanctuary, I tend to stay in my kitchen pretty much all day! From early morning breakfast and pretty much everything in between until late night. I consider it a multi-functional room. Prayer happens there, meditation on The Word, recipe writing, blogging, stern warnings, followed by warm hugs happens in the kitchen.

Teaching moments happen in the kitchen, a whole lot of learning too, reading takes place there, disaster’s happen in the kitchen, wiping away plenty of tears happens often than not. Confession takes place in the kitchen so, if these walls could talk I’d be in trouble! (lol). And all those things that take place in that small quirky space I love so dearly, grows me up a little more each day.

The table…

My kitchen table has a story of its own, I hesitated a bit before I decided to share the story about it, but honestly I love that table so much it’s a part of my journey forever now.

When I first moved to this quaint, country side part of New York, I was ready to take it all in. New neighborhood, new beginnings, I didn’t have a kitchen table because our previous apartment was so tiny a flea could barely fit in the kitchen (not that we had any fleas) but, you catch my drift. The fact that this new place, new kitchen, compared to the previous, had much more space I was eager to have a lovely table to sit at. Now at that time the choice was between a new couch, or a new table, we couldn’t do both so, the couch won over the table… And now I need a new couch. Needless to say my couch was taking a beating, and my desperation for a table grew more each day.

One day while going to my local grocery store I spotted these kitchen chairs with a big sign that read FREE! They weren’t too bad and the house they were in front of was pretty nice, so as I was taking the chairs the owner of the house drives up and say’s “I have the table to go with those chairs if you would like them?” that was music to my ears with a joyful I’ll take it! The table became mine… all for FREE! The table was made from very good wood as it was solid, and strong, and FREE!

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A simple picture but, with a rustic wooden table it becomes a story.

Never in my life would I’ve ever thought,  I would be such a scavenger hunter and a great one at that. But, I expound so much on this table because of the natural beauty it brings in my kitchen.

It may seem as a dated wooden table, I see it as the best photo prop known to food photography there is. All my food pictures are done on that humble table, and even as we prepare to  buy a new table, this table will always remain.

Here are just a few photo’s of how incredibly awesome my kitchen table has been to me on my journey through food photography. The food is the star, while the table plays its role effortlessly and humbly.

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The dough is made at the table

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learning moments at the table.

The perfect backdrop for perfect cinnamon rolls.

Even a hint of the table in the background brings much drama to the food photo.

The best candid’s are done at the table.

A simple dinner, at the table.

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Colors bursting everywhere done so eloquently with a simple wooden table as its support.

I could post thousands of pictures in how this kitchen table has manifested pure art in photography, but I’ll leave room for more in future post.

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  • If ever you visit Beacon NY, you gotta stop by Beacon Falls Cafe for some of thee best fried calamari ever!
  • It’s my youngest birthday today🎈🎂 He was then 4 years old on this picture, now he’s 6! The time seems to just move so swiftly. But we’re about turn up in class with the best cupcakes ever! For the best birthday boy ever! Happy Birthday Vincent!! 🎈
  • BKT sandwich 🥪 Bacon, Kale, Tomato. Every sandwich is made better on a Brioche bun am I on point? Or should I say everything is made better with bacon! And for the love of this beautiful sandwich, turkey cannot be bacon 🥓.
  • I’m the only one in my household that loves! Tomatoes 🍅 If you’re a tomato lover like me a delicious treat for your tomatoes is to sprinkle with creole seasoning, cracked black pepper, some red pepper flakes and drizzle with olive oil. Taste so good on a sandwich the next day🍅
  • I called this my Green Queen Platter, cause of obvious reason🍃. I love when green vegetables stay green and crisp and one of the best ways to achieve that is through steaming them. .
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These greens were seasoned to the garden gawds, don’t let the modest look fool you. A great way to wake up your veggies is using fresh herbs. A little oil or butter and pickapeppa, which is a Jamaican condiment that adds so much flavor to veggies. Also Sambal is a terrific way to add some kick into your veggies. And another thing when eating so many veggies in one day I never feel guilty about dessert😉.
  • #tbt to these pot of beans! I put my heart, soul and foot in these thangs. I thought, I would have some left over to put in the freezer. But the way they tore this pot up it didn’t go past Tuesday😂. You can check out my recipe in my highlights♥️ I’ll have a more detailed recipe soon.
  • Red Beans & Rice Monday is a tradition in New Orleans that has carried on I’m sure for centuries. I can remember my mom soaking her beans overnight, cooking them as I got ready for school. .
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By the end of the school day I would walk home and smell red beans & rice cooking from up the block! Every kitchen on the block and around the corner were on one accord it seems, cooking the same traditional meal on a Monday. .
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The beautiful thing about New Orleans is the smell of the food in the air, particularly in the hood. Not sure what it’s smelling like these days with all the gentrification, but I know a house that’ll always have that nostalgic smell of good New Orleans food. That will catch your nose from blocks away... Mrs. Wilhemena House on Lapeyrouse St. the heart of the 7th ward. This is my Momma’s recipe and good God if you’ve ever had her beans you already know! Watch how I prepared it on my #instastory.
  • My mind is already on Thanksgiving! I made these golden rum sweet potatoes last year and oh my!They were good. These particular yams were straight from New Orleans and I only seem to find them around the holiday season. There’s a hint of golden rum well, more than a hint 😉 and a rich brown sugar butter sauce that compliments these potatoes so well. Recipe coming soon 🍠 #tbt #theeverygirl #foody #soulfood

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Bonita Applecrumb

Bonita Applecrumb

A New Orleans native currently residing in beautiful New York. My favorites past time is hanging with a bunch of cool kids and cooking delicious meals for them! When I'm not in the kitchen I'm usually in my local thrift store looking for photo props.

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