My apartment with particular emphasis on the kitchen

I love my apartment.  Here is the view of my office area.

I enjoy the big windows in the living room.

The view from my bedroom cannot be beat. I find myself staring out my bedroom window at long stretches of time. 

Ah, finally, the kitchen.  I drool over the amount of counter space.

I enjoy opening the cabinets to find such things as a built in refrigerator and freezer,

or a built in dishwasher,

or the waste bin and cleaning supplies,

or shelves holding a washer and dryer.

The oven and stove are new (as are the refrigerator, freezer, and dishwasher).  Unfortunately for me, the appliance manuals are in Deutsch. 

Using google translate, I have figured out how to set the time for the clock of the oven.  I am still translating the various settings of the oven. Needless to say, I am not baking chocolate chip cookies tonight, not only because I have not figured out the oven but also because I forgot to pick up brown sugar at Penny Markt.  

But I am at home in my kitchen because the magnet with the pictures of Manny is now on the shiny new exhaust column leading to the ceiling.