I hope my kitchen says, "Come on in and stay a while." Our kitchen is immense compared to the one Buck and I had, which makes me feel like a queen. This one has lots of counters, plenty of cabinets (in spite of the fact that Glenn built me a huge "pot locker" in the adjoining utility room), and lots of artificial and natural light.
I've decorated it with wallpaper and paint and fabrics that are soothing and, I hope, welcoming. I love working in our kitchen.
As for the organization, I've always been one to store my tools near the spaces in which they are used. I just can't abide wasted time and/or steps. As a result I can prepare a dish/meal relatively quickly and with little or no mess. Buck said I was nearly surgical in my food preparation I was so clean and tidy. I think that stemmed from having postage stamp-sized kitchens most of my life.
There is always, or almost always, something under the dessert dome on the pedestal on the counter, as well as some sort of seasonal dish on the kitchen table with candy of the "season." Also on the kitchen table is a set of salt-and-pepper shakers shaped like huge black ants. The grandchildren love them, along with a Buggs Bunny "candy hander" that dispenses M&Ms. The last two items are for the grandchildren, but I've seen their parents have just much fun with them.
Also, quite important, is the clown-shaped bottle of "Magic Formula" that sits on a display shelf with my pitcher and glass set of cobalt Fiestaware. Magic Formula is very critical to healing a perceived major boo-boo suffered by a grandchild. They don't know it, but all it is is green food coloring-tinted sugar water. You wouldn't believe how magic a teaspoon of it can be.
On one counter, near the microwave, a two-tier wrought iron stand holds fresh fruits. The deep window sill over the sink has a similar three-tier stand with onions, potatoes, garlic, etc. The same sill also has assorted plants I've clipped and set in water to root.
There are two corner, base, cabinets that are nearly useless and have been designated "black holes." That's where really, really, really seldom-used items live. I don't even bother pretending they are organized, just controlled clutter of big old pieces of Tupperware and similar goodies.
I love our kitchen and really can't think of any way I would like to change it.