One of the best pieces of advice I have been given is that if you’re ever slow to find something in the kitchen, when you do find it, move it to the first place you looked for it. As a result, I know where every utensil is.
Sure I do. There’s a wide (not deep) drawer on each side of the stove.
The right drawer - nearest the biggest burner on the stove, has stuff I use on the stove: spatulas - wood, plastic & steel; tongs - metal and plastic tipped; spoons - wood, plastic, and slotted; a big-ass fork.
The left drawer has stuff I don’t use for the stove: measuring spoons, small measuring cups (1/4, 1/3, 1/2, 1/1), then potpourri: flat graters, peeler, whisk, can opener, meat mallet, etc.
An electronic thermometer is stuck to the stove hood magnetically. Larger measuring cups (2 & 4 cup) are in the pantry next to a stack of bowls and a couple colanders. Spices and oils are in an upper cabinet at the right hand of the stove.
Easy peasy
When we moved in here, there was only one drawer. Whoever installed the breakfast bar should’ve put in more drawers instead.
We’ve added two portable cabinets, one with two drawers and one with two doors.
We have plenty of storage space in our kitchen, but we have a ton of “stuff”. One drawer has things that are “spoon like”; ladles, slotted spoons, pasta sporks, etc. Another drawer has “non-spoons”; spatulas, skewers, pastry blade, and the like. The silverware drawer is where odds/ends like the shrimp tool reside. The creme brûlée torch hides somewhere.
This. And the creme brulee torch, which we haven’t used in years, is in the cabinet with the large coffee maker and the le creuset dutch ovens.
My husband and I unpack the kitchen together when we move, and agree on where to put stuff. And it pretty much stays there, My adult daughter sometimes puts things away in the wrong place (even putting away spices not in alphabetic order!) but she don’t often put away the stuff that she doesn’t know the place of, so I’m going to ignore that.
I don’t know about you guys, but most of mine are in the kitchen.
In general, I know where most utensils are. When we move to a house that has a bigger kitchen with more drawers, I have every hope that I will be able to lay hands on any utensil immediately (always with the exception that it might be in the dishwasher). The overflow items are sometimes hard to find because we have several overflow containers and I am not always sure where the odd items are. Also, as much as I very much appreciate AHunter3’s pitching in and emptying the dishwasher, sometimes he has a different idea of where things go than I do.
I know where things are in my kitchens; I know where most things are in my mother’s kitchen.
One of the signs that 2.Bro’s marriage really was a merging of two families is that people from either our family or 2.SiL’s find stuff in everybody else’s kitchen in at most the second place we look: we have similar senses of order. The one exception to this is 1.Bro’s house. In 1.Bro’s home I don’t search for anything: 1.SiL dislikes it, I dislike having things fall on my head and find their fridge scary, so I ask. 2.Bro and 2.SiL apply the same method, Mom just plonks herself down and waits to be served; 2.SiL’s relatives have never been invited to 1.Bro’s.
Crime brûlée. Nice.
I like this. There are three people using the kitchen, though, so there would have to be some discussion if I wanted that to be the permanent place for the item.
I voted #2, but for the things that get used at least once a month, we’re pretty good about putting things into a planned, specific place. This isn’t just “it’s in this drawer” either. There are dividers. Things can shift a little, but ordinary things are within a couple of inches of their place and odds and ends are usually within a foot of the first place to look.
Drawers. I hate fucking drawers. Wipe hands, dry hands, open drawer, fish around, close drawer.
I’m not sure about all the the utensils, but I do know where my kitchen towels are.
That’s why we have most of our utensils in antique Scottish mustard pots next to the stove. It’s mostly a variety of spoons, spatulas, slicers, kitchen shears, OXO can opener, etc.
I live with my sister, and she often puts things away in different places than I would. Why can’t she put them in the “right” place as I do? 
Hell, there are things in my kitchen that I don’t even know what they are used for!
I’m a pretty basic cook, and I know where most of the basic stuff is. But especially for serving plates and such, I often have to open the 2-3 most likely drawers/cabinets before getting it right.
I voted that I know where they all are, but that’s mostly just in theory. Sometimes my wife doesn’t know where something belongs, which means my autopilot comes to a crashing, abrupt halt when I reach for something and it’s not there.
I live alone and have a tiny-ass kitchen, and I rarely cook so stuff stays put. If it’s not in the spoon crock it’s in the utensil drawer, and all the knives are hanging up. Done.
We actually had a [del]argument[/del] discussion about our kitchen implements this weekend. My gf bought a pineapple and asked me to prepare it for guests who were about to arrive. I told her I’d be happy to do it, and began looking for the device we have to core/slice a pineapple.
When I couldn’t find the tool I asked my gf where it was. She said she didn’t think we owned such a device. I told her we did, and continued to look. Eventually I gave up and carved the fruit longhand.
When I got to work this morning, I got the can opener out of the drawer and poof the pineapple tool was in the drawer at work. My gf was right (we didn’t have one) and I was right (I remembered using one).
If it is before 10 pm (when I turn in) I know right where almost every single item is, even the obscure tools.
But I have always suspected that after ten many of my utensils sneak out and get older utensils to buy them beer, then hang around unsavory places with girls of questionable moral fiber. I suspect there may even be smoking going on out there! As long as they are back in their proper place (and scrupulously clean!) before sunrise, I never question them about it
(Sorry, my mind inserted the phrase it is ten pm, do you know where your . . . . into the verbiage of this thread.)