In the summer kitchen

The kitchen at elmwood makes me weak in the knees. The door is perpetually left open (rain or shine) and someone's always bustling around making coffee and toast.

I come from a toast family. I think we eat more whole wheat, 14 grain, crusty, seedy toast than any other family alive.

The wallpaper is basically a perfect 1950's picnic blanket gingham, the gold standard of country kitchens everywhere.

The family's genealogical chalkboard, just to keep things in perspective.

This kitchen has seen 171 years worth of Emerson food, which boils down to an astounding amount of toast for one clan to consume over the course of a century.