I remember the smell of baking from my grandmother’s kitchen, the clatter of a cast-iron pan, and the way my kids would race each other to the cookie jar. As an American mom in my forties, proud of my roots and the backyard block where neighbors still borrow sugar, I love creating spaces that feel lived-in and welcoming. My son and daughter, ages 10 and 8, insist on leaving handprints on the lower cabinets, and my husband jokes that our home has its own personality. Those childhood memories of my parents hosting Sunday dinners inspire how I design now: functional,…