Some of our most exquisite murders have been domestic, performed with tenderness in simple, homey places like the kitchen table.
I have tennis shoes with little rhinestones that I slip on if I exercise. But I always wear heels, even around the house. I'm such a short little thing, I can't reach my kitchen cabinets.
If I walked into the kitchen without washing my hands as a kid, I'd hear a loud 'A hem!' from my mother or grandmother. Now I count on other people to do the same.
We journalists don't have to step on roaches. All we have to do is turn on the kitchen light and watch the critters scutter.
My kitchen looks like the one from my childhood very homey, with a little bit of Alice in Wonderland!