*we’re trudging along over here, trying to deal. I can’t tell you all how much your support means to me. Especially how seriously you all take it. Sometimes people who aren’t pet lovers just think this kind of reaction is silly, but you all get me. I love you guys.*
For years and years my spice cabinet has been my secret source of shame. I am a hyper organized person. I own a PTouch labelmaker and I’ve had to buy refills. I can not only find the instruction manual for any appliance in the house in ten seconds flat, but I can tell someone else how to find it in fifteen. My idea of a spa retreat is some quality time inside a Staples. If I need a black rubon in a specific font, I can send Bear in my studio to get it for me and he’ll actually come out with it. I’m organized.
But if you cook like I do, spice cabinets are the doctrinal thesis of organization. Not only are there a zillion different bottles, each in different sizes and not easily stackable, but there are also the spices that come in pouches or plastic bags, or the ones I dry from my garden, or random things like bouillon cubes that don’t really go anywhere else. And usually the only convenient place to put them in a kitchen is in that one wonky shaped cabinet above the microwave, frequently also housing vent pipes and electrical cords.
After one too many times opening that cabinet only to have everything fall down on my head, I went on a mad search and I have to say I was really disappointed with the options. Even my beloved Container Store didn’t have the perfect solution. Everyone’s just selling some kind of a caddy that holds 16 spices at best, and they frequently come with the spices included. Bleck.
This little beauty came from Target online and if it was 1″ smaller in width it would have been absolute perfection. It fits the existing bottles, no pouring the store bottles into the ones that fit the caddy, and it uses space brilliantly. Each little tray slides out and down so you can see what you’re dealing with. After a little consolidation and creativity I was able to fit all my spices, seeds, and random baking items inside so now I just have a row of bouillon and salt and pepper next to this neat little box. It wouldn’t fit in my wonky cabinet, but it was just too close to perfect to let go of, so this is now in a cabinet with the dishes. I’ll just have to content myself with that, knowing that I’ll never again have a black eye from a bottle of falling peppercorns.