This Japanese House: The Kitchen

It's about damn time, yo. I'm closing in on two years here and I finally, FINALLY have the kitchen to a point that it doesn't make me break down into a sobbing wreck.
Okay, I'm exaggerating slightly. But it did give me all the sads for a long time. Then I thought get over your badself because fuck it, this is Japan. This is a rental house in Japan. This is a far cry from my white marble dream kitchen that, let's face it, isn't ever going to happen for most of us way down here in the 99%.
Time to give THIS kitchen some love! With all its imperfections. No more drippy in-depth complaining about how I don't have an oven, garbage disposal, or dishwasher, or about the ugly faucet, or the harsh overhead fluorescent light I never ever turn on, or about the redundant, awkward sliding door to the bathroom right next to the refrigerator, or that the 5'10" back door is sized for midgets Japanese people and we couldn't figure out how to open it for three months, or the confusing little fish broiler drawer beneath the stovetop in which I always burn toast, or the beige fake marble plastic wall panels, or the counters that are almost 4" shorter than standard western counter height, or the totally wack storage space ... in the floor.
Nope. Not talking about those things beyond listing them just now. Check. I also won't start in on the pathetic longing for my other kitchens, 1 & 2.
Instead I'll point out the very affordable cute little white perfectly-sized fridge from Muji.
And the ├╝ber cool black hood ...
... over the adorable yet hardworking 3-burner gas stovetop.
And the amazingly low-maintenance stainless steel countertop that I LOVE.
Hey-o, check out my fancy Sori Yanagi kettle I picked up for half the price I'd pay outside of Japan.
Oh how I prefer kitchen drawers over cabinets. See how I covered those drawers with removable chalkboard wallpaper because they're pink.
Here are the shelves I built for about $40 and mounted on the sliding doorframe to the bathroom. (there's a normal door to the bathroom from the hallway, too)
Oh yeah, and not to mention just the whole charming wabi-sabi Japanness of it all. Gotta say I'm pret-ty stoked I'm not too mortified to post photos of this kitchen out on the scary Internets. Trying to keep it real by focusing on and appreciating what's good and accepting what I cannot change. Just like that dumb quote tells us – you know, the one hipsters tattoo on their midriffs.
So what do you think? Does my bizarro kitchen or house change any perceptions you may have had about living in Japan? (see more house here, here & here)

1 comment:

  1. Awk...I can't believe I missed this post!!! Oh wait, maybe because I haven't looked at a Bloglovin email in months is how. So sorry about that. This is INCREDIBLE! You have done an extraordinary job with the kitchen (shit who am I kidding, you have done extraordinary things on EVERY project I've ever seen!!). Whenever I see one of your rooms/projects (and can I just say the photography is amazing), I want to go home and blow up my hovel of a shack. I hope you know how good you are. When you come back to the states, if you don't get into some sort of design work, it would be a horrible shame wasting your talent. Well freaking done! <3