Pantry, my pantry

When we moved into this rental, it just felt so rentally.
From the plastic doors to the tacky brass knobs, this house is made for people who don’t care for craftsmanship, just for getting the cheapest construction available.

However, one of those hollow doors hides a closet where my heart truly lies.
One of those doors hides my pantry.

Besides the refrigerator, the pantry is the most opened door in the house.
More opened than the garage door, front door or bathroom door.
It’s where I keep pasta, rice and beans.
Canned tomatoes, paste and go-to wine.
Water, soda and extra beer.

It’s where I keep the oversized serving dishes.
The nice wine glasses.
The cookie cutters and 70’s recipe cards.

It keeps my cookbooks, the important magazines and the recipe cards I received for my bridal shower.

I don’t know what I did before it and I’m not sure what I’ll do if I don’t have one again.

I’ll have some tips in the next few days for organizing and stocking a wholesome pantry.
And even better, tips for folks who don’t have the luxury of food storage that I do.
It’s embarrassing, really.

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