Unlike many cure-takers, I suspect, I moved into my home less than a month ago, and am stocking my kitchen and my pantry nearly from scratch. In the past, I've always shared kitchens with roommates, so although I have a minimum foundation of kitchen tools and utensils, my kitchen's symptoms are best described by the nursery rhyme:
Old Mother Hubbard
went to the cupboard
to get her poor dog a bone.
But when she got there,
the cupboard was bare.
And so the poor dog had none.
yay!
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