Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-11-02
KITCHEN EsTaETICs.

KITCHEN EsTHETICS.
Il WasAingtoM Lady's Culinary Boudoir
Described.
Washington Correspondent Pittsburgh Leader.
In these days when we hear SO much
twaddle about aesthetic "a good deal of it
by people who have but faint idea Of the
meaning of aesthetic read constantly
of aesthetic dresses, hats, houses and house
furniture, of aesthetic parlors and aesthetic
bedrooms, but never yet read of en- ms-
thetic kitchen, although I really saw
such an one the other day. Can a
kitchen be really ;estheticY you
ask, with visions of heated ranges,
grease, griddles, iron pots and dish pans
dancing before your eyes. Listen and you
shall judge for yourself. Calling the other
day upon lady friend who lives in
charming suite of rooms, centrally located,
was invited to look into her little kitchen,
which she had just furnished as a comfort
able addition to her pleasant quarters,
'You see." said the lady, as|she ushered
me into her apartments, Eve have tried
all ways of living, and until now we were
never satisfied Boarding in the ordinary
way is monotonous and unsatisfactory;
going out to ones meals, particularly
III bad weather, is as unhomelike
and dreary as possible; white caterers
whom / have tried without number
have vile habit of bringing the meal half
cold, and they are also unpunctual to de-
gree that is exasperating. Hou excepting
in your own home is pleasant, of course,
but as one never feels settled in a rented
house, resolved to go to light housekeep-
inp until cOul6 mCvo upIor INV rvvy, roof
In the meantime believe l have solved
the problem of how to live comfortably,
with little work and no worry of servants.
Within stones throw of the best markets,
groceries, diaries, ETC., it is easy to have
supplies sent often and marketing is little
trouble; my rooms are kept in order by
the maid servant, who will also for small
compensation wash dishes for me when I
desire it. The cooking I do myself, and
my husband is delighted. Say, is not my
kitchen pretty?'
1t was, indeed, prettier, than ever i'm
agined kitchen could be made. Pretty
china was displayed on shelves, brackets,
and in tiny corner cupboard Japanese
scrolls. fans and plates hung upon the
walls, and there was nothing about the
room suggestive of cooking except an in
| nocent looking little Florence Favorite''
oil stove, which stood on a box curtained
with chintz, bearing printed figures from
the opera of Patience in soft aesthetic col
| ors. A breakfast table stood at one side
| of the room-which was little larger than
hall bed room-a pretty dressing case
| occupied one corner, a washstand stood in
the other, and the only remaining corner
| was filled by a small wardrobe.
"But where do you keep things? Where
are you kitchen utensils-your kettles. tins
| and boilerS?''
| With a smile ny friend pulled aside the
curtain which hung below the Oil stove,
and there in a box were all the utensils ne
cessary in cooking. Further investigation
revealed the fact that the dressing case
was only used to hold groceries, while the
washstand concealed the tin dishbasin,
soap, etc. Market basket tea, towels,
work aprons, and the ere slowed
away in the wardrobe.
''What do you dow slops!' ven tured
to ask, amazed at the expediency Of my
hostess, whom 1 had hitherto considered
incapable of work harder then Kensington
art needle-work or painting.
| "They are all emptied in the bathroom
except the dry slops."
| "What do you do with them?"
| She beckOned me to the window, where a
basket hung by long rope touching clear
to the basement.
Il send them down in that; the girl
empties the basket and draws it up again
whenever need it. It saves running up
and dswn stairs, and besides it has flavor
of The Princess in the Tower about it
which relieves it from absolute common
| place"
This woman moves in the best, society,
drives in stylish coupe, dresses well, and,
in the current phrase .goes everywhere"
yet there are probably few who know about
her cosy little kitchen and her dry -slop
basket. Verify, sone-half the world doesn't
know how the other half lives.''