Welcome to the Fishbowl kitchen!

You're probably wondering how you cook in a fishbowl. Or how fishbowls can possibly be associated with good eats? Actual fishbowls are often pretty gross, right? 

Don't worry, the Fishbowl in question is actually a house. So nicknamed because it sits on a corner with windows facing both streets. It's bright and airy, which is important here in the Northwest. Sitting here with the blinds all open, however, feels a bit like being a goldfish. Especially early in the pandemic, when my only interaction with my new neighbors was waving as I looked up and watched them go by. 

The Fishbowl kitchen still has much of its original 1929 charm. It's one of the reasons I fell in love with the house. But it's...compact. There's no dishwasher, no gas stove, no external ventilation. Re-learning to cook on an electric stove has been...interesting. Someday, I'll upgrade to induction. That said, I'm loving cooking in the Fishbowl!





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