Remember a few weeks ago when I said my dream kitchen was this Swedish beauty? Well, scratch that, because this West Village townhouse kitchen just trumped it. It's almost beyond the realm of believability. It's huge (which for a New York City kitchen already means we're treading in dream territory), the range is ridiculous, and the five floor-to-ceiling windowed doors open to a large back garden. I know. Just stop it. While it may be hard to believe that we mere plebeians can learn anything...