Meet my tiny, little pantry. It’s 56″ tall, 52″ wide and 10″ deep ~ this sure ain’t no walk in.
I don’t know why they built my house with such a diminutive pantry. Our home was built in the early sixties ~ and there were plenty of walk-in pantries in the sixties. Matter of fact, we have two walk-in closets in our master bedroom and a walk-in pantry is nothing more than a walk-in closet in the kitchen.
For fifteen years, we’ve lived in our (2,000 sq. ft.) house with this tiny pantry. In that fifteen years, we’ve fed three healthy, hungry teenagers (and their friends) with that diminutive pantry.
Though I’m not proud of it, there are times I’ve had pantry envy. Like after visiting and cooking at Kristi’s house ~ she has a lovely, well-organized walk-in pantry.
Or sometimes after a trip to Costco ~ when I’m faced with figuring out what in the world to do with a double pack of extra large peanut butter and a king-sized box of Cheerios. I imagine a big walk-in.
But over the years, I noticed some pretty spectacular things about my tiny, little pantry that suits my lifestyle:
- My pantry stays neat and organized. Because there is no room to do otherwise.
- My pantry is low maintenance. I don’t have to constantly rearrange food items.
- My pantry presents the real state of what I have and what I don’t. No second guessing on the grocery list.
- My pantry keeps me from over-buying and under-utilizing.
On the other hand, the large walk-in closet in my bedroom doesn’t. At the end of every weekend, my closet is likely to look like this:
My pantry, on the other hand, still looks like this:
The same way it looks every day ~ regardless of the day of the week or the time of the year. My pantry is like a McDonald’s cheeseburger. Not terribly splashy ~ but completely consistent rain or shine. And in a small way, that’s such a comfort.
… simple thanksgiving for my tiny, little pantry. :)
And hey, it’s not too late to enter the ‘yield your heart’ giveaway here!