The Homemade PantryBy: Alana Chernila This is my kitchen. Come on in, but be preparedit might not be quite what you expect. There is flour on the counter, oats that overflowed onto the floor, chocolate encrusted spoons in the sink. There is Joey, the husband, exhausted by the thirty five preschoolers who were hanging on him all day, and he is stuffing granola into his mouth to ease his five oclock starvation. There are two little girls trying to show me cartwheels in