A kitchen. smileys/smile.gif
Really.
We have to replace the kitchen in the apartment we'll move into, around Christmastime.
I want a red kitchen. I have no idea why.
No brown! Nothing brown!
(Husband's family's 19th-century apartment, renovated under Communism, has everything in DARK BROWN.) If you didn't think Communism oppresses nearly everything, including the freedom to think in color, think again.
Also on the list, once we get somewhere to put it:
A mixer (handheld, the only kind ya can get here).
NEW dishes. Not hand-me-downs from the in-laws.
Good knives.
Ceramic mixing bowls.
A cake stand with a cover.
Wine glasses.
A modest but respectable bar.
A spice rack.
Sigh. I hope Santa's got room for all of that.