As assigned by Dive: The spice cabinet. I didn't bother tweaking the shot in Photoshop--it is what it is.
It's good to be a nice person--to say nice things, to do nice things, to write nice things--but I declare an end to the use of the word nice. Nice is what you say when you can't think of any other adjective. Someone shows you a picture of their back yard--that's nice. Someone tells you about their afternoon adventure--that's nice. Or someone describes their childhood in great detail and sometimes with painstaking effort--that's nice. It's a lazy word, and it's non-descriptive. Nice is like mashed potatoes with noodles and chicken gravy all in a big pile on one plate with some canned corn for garnish. Everything is the same color and texture and base substance--starch (this is a favorite Amish dish). Nice is like a partly cloudy day in April when outside feels like inside, and you can't tell a difference between the lighting and the temperature of your living room and the lighting and temperature of your front yard. Nice is a glass of lukewarm water. ...
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Rich, HA! I did not organize it. There is no order, and things are stacked up and ready to topple.
I take it that Dive has posted a picture of his old spice rack....(I am not allowed to see his blog), but gather from yours and Ame's posts what is going on...
How times have changed, I remember when Dive and his brother would only eat what they called proper food... now they both cook such great food... lots of spices....I do hope I have been an influence on them in a good way for a change....
Hope you have a great Sunday
Nice and busy; and yes, we'd call that a Lazy Susan (unless our name were Susan in which case we'd insist it was a spice rack).
And Mum's exaggerating: she's got a very well laid out kitchen from which she does her wedding cakes and outside catering, but like me "there's never enough space" (now you see where I get it from).