babysitter's club 4eva

i read this series of books voraciously when i was younger. i was, you could say, obsessed. i don't remember much about them now, but the one thing i always remembered, for whatever reason, was in ny, an apartment was considered large if the kitchen was big enough to fit a table in it. that little factoid has held true, in my experience. i did a little catsitting in a large apartment this past weekend. first i was surprised by a humongous kitchen in the east village. then i saw the dishwasher. and then, the washer and dryer. hello, apartment envy.