The stove vents right through the cabinet. If you listen closely you can hear it humming along with its 4-bladed fan...

Thanks for all the great comments! No, I haven't lived in East Aurora since we moved away in 1964. I have no idea what was in the coffee container as my parents did not drink coffee. I don't have the slightest idea what the yellow thing is in my cousin's hand. The stove, which has elicited such admiration and desire, had a covered griddle in the center upon which we used to cook pancakes. We used it until we left the Buffalo area in 1973.

I tip my hat to your mother. The kitchen looks bright and shiny. "And isn't that a nice reflection on you?" I say! Yellow is my favorite color too-one wall in my kitchen is an eye popping yellow and my Corian counters are very close to the green in this picture. I grew up with Swedish kitchen decor very similar to the folk dancing themed ceramics on the shelf above the stove. I well remember wearing bow ties and jackets as a kid.
At least you got to play in the kitchen-we were banished to a dank basement. Thanks for tripping those memories.

Here's what living in the 21st century does to you: My first thought of the yellow plastic object that the girl on the right is holding is that it was a cordless telephone. Obviously not, but that does make me wonder what it really is. I also wonder what's being stored in the plastic cannister marked "coffee"--it's clearly not coffee--but I wonder about a lot of pointless things.

That stove is beautiful; they just don't make them like that anymore. Very Thick Enamel. Such quality!

Mark, I also grew up in the small town of East Aurora. We must have crossed paths. Do you still live there? It's such a lovely Village! I've been hoping Shorpy Management might print some of the charming photos from that quaint and historic Village.

In 1959, living in a rented home, we had a similar stove. The oven was on the right and pot and pan storage was on the left and it was a nifty, excellent stove. The potholders look like those that were woven on little metal looms using jersey loops that everybody seemed to have (I think there are two hanging together). Those plastic cannister sets are still seen in thrift stores in both yellow or red (or fragments thereof). Your mom was an excellent homemaker with everything spotless, yet cozy. I don't blame her for keeping the soap bubbles toy in the kitchen. Beautiful memories here. Thanks for the step back in time MarkN.

Everybody put your left hand on the counter, like this.

It is awesome. I want it! That is all.