I like thick crust... Sicilian Pizza? Reminds me of a fishing/party boat I went out on one day.. sort of rough seas that day. The guy that arranged the party/charter had kegs of beer and lots and lots of sort of plain Sicilian Pizza's. I was an avid boater, and another distant friend was there ..he was a boater. We always said hi on the boat radio's and compared notes.. what we were catching and where. Rough seas on that party boat, Gulf of Mexico offshore fishing...a whole lot of people paid a little bit of money each for this 'party'. It was very rough water, boat rolling not only side to side but climbing and crashing waves too while just trying to be stationary... My friend and I were the only two fishing, and the only two that were not leaning over the rails being sick :) Wow we had lots of pizza available.. everybody on that boat was sick but us two and the crew. It was kind of funny to us. People sort of crowding the restroom area, trying to wobble and stumble into the 'head' then you got to watch them fly out when the boat rolled the other way :) That was the best Sicilian Pizza I ever have had, just plain thick with sauce.

It is SO nice to see a small kitchen designed so beautifully! It is wonderful! I was always a "wood" girl, but in the last couple of years have gotten so tired of my old oak cabinets (but have no budget for replacement) that I think I'm going to paint them. Either a creamy white or a light gray/green. Most people (including a good number on this site) have no idea how small some real kitchens can be! Mine is barely 9'x10' but because the adjoining dining room is also small it really leaves no room for a proper island. Unless I do THAT room over too and that's not going to happen! But maybe I need to brainstorm to find a way. Thanks for the inspiration!

Angles, thanks, but my kids go to college four or more years early, are happy and successful, are healthy, and they adore each other and have great relationships with their parents. They're usually so well behaved that I'm used to getting stopped by strangers telling me how wonderful it is that my kids clearly love each other so much. So glad you were so skilled at raising two easy children. It will be hilarious if/when a difficult one shows up in the line, or if a previously easy child has a hard time when they hit teen years. If your daughter's child were BOTH mean enough to throw sand and smart enough to connect "going home" with "throwing sand," she would have now worked out a perfect way to manipulate her mom into going home exactly when she wanted the next time she was bored. Going home isn't natural consequences for sand throwing. A child who is deeply affected by her mother's disapproval will not throw sand after a major show of disapproval. A child who isn't very bright might perceive being removed from the party as punishment and not be smart enough to realize it could later be turned to her advantage. Leaving the party is either unnecessary or simply counterproductive, depending in the child's intelligence and personality. If the child wouldn't try to pitch a fit, I would stand or sit the kid in a corner. If the child would, we would go home--for additional punishment, such as standing in the corner there. Nice and boring for a good long while. The punishment--because that's what it is; calling it something else is delusional--would escalate with each repetition of the unwanted behavior. Now, that said, none of my kids were mean enough to have a phase where they tried to hurts someone for more than a couple of weeks--with the most externalizing child, repeated three times, unfortunately. The natural consequences for throwing sand are getting sand in your eyes or alienating all the other children. Going home actually isn't one. Not at all.

Love the last picture with a white body and a darker trim with the soft yellow door, very pretty combination.