Why is my kitchen so small?

Someday I will have a big kitchen. My kitchens have grown along my independent life. So there is hope of it growing.
DT had a little share kitchen in the basement. Apartment 1 had a bitty thing that my roommate liked to call a one bum kitchen- only one of our 5 bums could occupy the space at a time. David and my first apartment was maybe a 1.5 bum kitchen (David's bum being the .5). and the one in Helaman... well... it seemed to go on forever because the room did not actually break into defined areas. Bit the kitchen part was just a smidge bigger than twin pines.
So now we are in this house. A house that we will probably be in forever. And the kitchen is not very big. Today I wanted to demolish a wall and make it bigger. I almost started the job with the rice maker. Probably not a diy project... Especially since our bathroom (the one I wrote about in like December or January) is still awaiting completion...
It goes against my natural logic that older homes have smaller kitchens. I would think that older homes would have a big kitchen because they actually cooked. Now there are huge houses with gourmet kitchens that you can use to eat Chinese food in... right out of the paper box.
Well, when we are rich... my kitchen will grow. But today it was small. Small when I made the chicken soup with rice. Small when I made the biscuits. Small when I made the cookies. But not so small when I had to clean up....