I still remember the Saturday morning I stood in my kitchen, coffee in one hand, tape measure in the other, staring at a wall that was definitely not straight. Seriously, who builds a house like this?. That was the moment I learned why people rave about custom cabinets. Stock cabinets weren’t going to cut it, …

I remember the afternoon when I first stumbled across alder cabinets, it was in my neighbor Linda’s kitchen. She’d just had them installed, and I’ll be honest, I was more focused on her chocolate chip cookies cooling on the counter than the woodwork. But then I noticed the cabinets had this warm, golden glow, like…

I was elbow deep in paint samples last Tuesday, my fifth trip to Home Depot that week, don’t ask, when my neighbor Linda leaned over my fence and said, Girl, you talk about walnut cabinets like they’re your soulmate. She’s not wrong. True story. I once stained my kitchen the wrong gray, and it looked…

I remember the afternoon I first met my kitchen’s red oak cabinets. Picture me, coffee in hand, kids smearing peanut butter fingerprints across the doors, staring at those orangey undertones and thinking, Do I love you or do I hate you? Truth is, red oak can be both charming and… kinda bossy. It’s strong, it’s…

Last Tuesday, I was standing in my kitchen, coffee mug in one hand, tape measure in the other, don’t ask why; it made sense at the time. I’d been staring at my oak cabinets for so long, I started wondering if they were staring back. You guys, wood kitchen cabinets are funny like that: they…

I still remember the first time I noticed framed cabinets, not in a fancy showroom, but in my grandma’s kitchen, where the drawers always stuck a little and the flour lived in a dented tin by the stove. Those cabinets had character. They had that little lip around the edges (the “face frame,” I’d later…

I didn’t mean to fall in love with old cabinets. It just kind of… happened. One summer, while sanding down my grandma’s faded 1970s oak kitchen doors, I caught a whiff of something sweet and earthy — like a forest and a lumber mill had met for coffee. The wood had tiny dents and knots…

I didn’t go looking for white oak shaker cabinets. Honestly, I didn’t even know that was a thing until I found myself elbow-deep in sanding dust, trying to rescue a set of beat-up doors in my grandma’s kitchen. But somewhere between that sweet, grainy scent of oak and the way the sunlight hit the raw…

Warm wood kitchen cabinets aren’t just nostalgic — they’re quietly becoming the heart of modern kitchens. Somewhere between the sleek all-white trend and the moody dark tones, these honeyed, chestnut, and oak hues bring something deeper: soul. I discovered this by accident while sanding down my grandma’s 1970s cabinets. The wood was scratched and sun-faded,…