Before I started the glamorous lifestyle of being a stay-at-home mom, I was a cubical dweller.
For five days each week, I stared at beige fabric walls and two computer screens, occasionally prairie doggin’ up to see what was going on. (Prairie Doggin? – It’s a cubical worker’s thing.)
That is when Beaverhausen Kid #1 was young. When the Mister and I decided to have a few more kids, we both knew that we wanted me to stay home with them. This was a welcomed change and I often daydreamed of it in my cubical before it came to fruition.
I would think of all of the fun, crafty projects I would do with the kids, of the gourmet meals we would eat while smiling around the dining room table, of the pristinely clean eat-off-the-floor house we would have. Oh, the life!
So, then kid #2 was born, and things got real around here.
Yes, he eats off the floor (occasionally – and to my defense, we try to stop him every single time but he just won’t have it) but I wouldn’t really recommend that. My “crafting” has morphed into a few piles of various unfinished projects that corrode the same dining room table that we don’t eat around every night.
But what has kept up with my daydreams are the meals (albeit more often Crockpot than gourmet). We still eat a homemade dinner more often than not and that is way more that I can say ever happened when I was working!
Now, to backtrack a bit, I have cooked for years. I’m a professional counter installer not a chef, but I can work a kitchen. When I started on my mission to foodie this house, it never donned on me that I didn’t have the supplies. I was so much more concerned with finding the perfect recipes. After years of drooling over Ina Garten and Bobby Flay cooking on TV, I had a pretty good head start. Then, you know, Pinterest came along…
The first recipe was Ina’s Chicken Pot Pie (If you haven’t tried it, do yourself a favor and make it. You will not regret it). I made my grocery list and headed to the Iggle. Mission completed. Let’s Pot PIE!
But wait. This recipe requires individual ramekins for the pies. Those things are not in my kitchen and that makes for a problem. *Insert ridiculously loud sigh*
Before Grandpa Joe’s was in town, there was a lovely kitchen store in the same location. That was always my first go-to when I needed a kitchen tool, but now that they are gone. Well…. I still head there first for a Mallo Cup and Root Beer to gather my thoughts, and then I head to Tri-State Equipment Company.
Tri-State Equipment Company
What is the magical store selling kitchen supplies in Beaver County, you ask?
Well. Let me tell you! Located on the corner of 22nd and 9th in Beaver Falls is a store that your kitchen will thank you for. This place has everything. Literally.
Although a quick PSA first for all of you hyper-organized types – This is no Pottery Barn.
There are stacks to the ceiling of anything and everything imaginable, and while it may *seem* to be a mess, the workers can point you in the direction of whatever it is that you are looking for. You can find anything you might need to prep, cook, serve or clean up any meal you could imagine.
Refrigerators, hot dog carts, wooden pizza peels, whisks, cookware, swizzle sticks, rubber gloves. Seriously, anything you need. Inevitably I end up with a minimum of three unplanned purchases every trip.
While Tri State is my first choice for kitchen goods, recently I was introduced to USA Pan. Located in Crescent Township just beyond Hopewell, is the factory for USA Pan.
They produce bakeware and cookware for many high end retailers and twice each year, they have their factory sale. After going to the sale last month, I am hooked!!! They had daily use bakeware, like cookie sheets and jellyroll pans, but they also had some specialized pans, like pans for French baguette and biscotti, and pans for those ooey gooey delicious chocolate lava cakes. Mmmmm CAKE.
With those two places within reach, you should be able to tackle any Pinterest recipe that comes at you! You will impress your friends with your well stocked kitchen and, even if you have to get food catered and lie to those same friends about making that food yourself, they will totally believe you. You have the tools! You could have made it! I won’t tell!
Fake it till ya make it, my friends!