I think we can all agree that the kitchen is where life happens. It's here that we have the important conversations; here that we laugh and cry and laugh so hard, we cry. This is where, when your soufflé collapses, maybe you do too, leaning on a friend (or loving pet) as you give in to the disappointment of failed confections and failed relationships. So it's strange — isn't it? — that this room which bears witness to our amazing-awful dance moves, our temper tantrums, and perhaps some steamy moments, too, isn't the first room that comes to mind when we think about displaying art.