I used to think my storage-related problems would be solved when I moved out of New York City, but I'm beginning to understand that's not true. Turns out, you'll never feel like you have enough room, so long as you're an Anthropologie-obsessed shopping editor like me. Tableware, drinkware, flatware, and linens are my Achille's Heel; if I bring home another set of wine glasses, my boyfriend might kill me. And don't even get me started on trying to fit more flatware into the drawer.
It's an area that is, in and of itself, poorly designed. Unless the drawer pulls out all the way (and sometimes it doesn't), you are, at best, forced to painfully contort your hand to retrieve a utensil and, at worst, unable to access the back of the drawer at all, forfeiting valuable storage space. Kitchen organizers are helpful, sometimes, but they don't entirely solve that access issue or maximize the available space.
