Fresh roses, from my Dad to my Mom. Pink ones for their anniversary (late), yellow ones for Mother's Day (late), and the orange ones for her birthday (early). Also, contrast between the paint color and the tiles.
Sure, it looks roomy now, but once we move the table in I bet it's going to be crowded.
As long as Mom is happy, that is all that matters, since she's the one who will be cooking in here. I hope to be moved out before long!
