i've come to realize that i spend a good chunk of my cooking time rummaging through the abyss that is my kitchen cabinet.  whether it's my coffee mug, that pair of cake pans i know i have somewhere, or the aluminum foil i swear i bought, things go in it and never come back out.  i'm starting to think that it's just another doorway to narnia and that, in some far away fantasy land, mr. tumnus is baking cupcakes with the muffin tin that I NEED RIGHT NOW.  it makes me crazier than britney spears circa 2007. 

it's times like these that i start fantasizing about my dream kitchen: bright and light-filled, lots of counter space, a pantry that doesn't bogart my belongings, and pretty much every single item sold in anthropologie's housewares department.  there's just something about the whimsy and casual elegance of the store's merchandise that makes it irresistible.  

i stumbled into their 5th avenue store yesterday, and as usual, it did not disappoint.  just a few things that made me drool...