Descriptive Essay: The New Garage

When I was ten years old my parents decided to add on to our house, but in the least exciting way. We were building a new garage. I remember thinking how useless the new addition would be, questioning to myself, “Why are we not building a new play room instead?” Now that I am older and have used the garage for multiple years, I have come to realize just how special it is. Out of all the rooms in my house, this space has given me the most memories with my favorite people, my neighbors, and family. The Garage, which is often referred to as “the New Garage” for a the lack of a better nickname, has been home to many happy moments in my life. The space has hosted numerous weekend gatherings with my neighbors, a couple grad parties for my siblings, along with the nightly …show more content…
When walking in, there is a small kitchen, a long stainless steel counter with mismatched stools, and a triple-decker shelf of various fishtanks. The small-makeshift kitchen is made up of a black oven, a white refrigerator, and a bar with numerous different bottles. My Dad generally prefers to cook in the Garage because he can watch his favorite shows on the TV as he cooks. The TV is regularly on, playing an episode of Modern Family, NCIS, or broadcasting a football game. Often I can hear the comforting hum of the actors and athletes voices when I help cook dinner. A smile consistently comes to my face when I look at the giant black spot on the side of the refrigerator. The blemish is the outcome of a small fire that came from the stove that sits adjacent to it. One night, after a long day of fishing, my Dad was so excited about what he had caught, wanting to fry the fish right away. He put the greasy oil into an enormous pan and began to heat it up. Not long into the heating process, a two foot flame ate up the side of the fridge. The flame was quickly tamed, but the fire had left an impression on the fridge and my Dad’s