As a kid at 1805 S. Harvey, our kitchen sink was a big cast iron affair, up against the south wall having a single big tub, and a cast iron leg supporting the drain portion of the sink, was extended about 3 feet to the left. My mother never complained about it. But my new wife, after we bought the bungalow from my folks, asked if I could remove it.
I did. In it's place stood a two-oven stove, one above the other. The Fridge which previously stood against the wall adjacent to the entry door from the back porch, was removed to the pantry, a small room between the basement staircase and the east bedroom. The pantry had a window at it's far end for light, behind which was the attic staircase, having a window to the outside opposite.
The layout of the house was adequate to provide living for:
My mother & father & sister, until she got a kid and husband, then add those 2. My Dad chose to buy the house a year before I was born, mainly because it had a side-drive, very important to him. Evidently, more so nowadays. berwynson