I still remember the first morning after we updated our kitchen cabinets to that lovely blue grey. My son, who is ten, wandered in rubbing his eyes and said it felt like our kitchen had put on new pajamas. My daughter, eight, declared it “calm but fancy,” and my husband joked that even the coffee tasted classier. As a mom in my forties who grew up with lively family dinners and neighborhood potlucks, I love a space that holds memories and makes new ones. Between school lunches, my parents dropping by, and cousins staying over, the kitchen has to be…