I've been looking at this space in my kitchen for 16 years and hating it! A wet bar in a house of non drinkers. Don't get me wrong, I like a glass of wine with dinner and people who know me know that I like my Irish whiskey - neat. But, as a rule we don't drink much and certainly never enough to warrant an entire area of the house given over to the preparation and serving of spirits. Besides it's like a black hole sucking up light and collecting clutter and dust and finally it had to go. I packed up my cookbooks after sorting and donating at least half of them to the library and...
demolition began. I love this part! SO MUCH FUN bashing and crashing. My husband insists that we take our time when all I want to do is have at it with a sledge hammer.
It only took about two hours to get rid of the counters and sink and clean the whole thing out. Ready for the next phase.
What might that be you ask? A pantry. A useful, in the kitchen pantry with space for all the things you need every day to prepare meals. How great is that?
|The view from the sink end of the kitchen.|
Thanksgiving Day we reached this stage. Now comes the part where we have to measure and cut wood and do electrical and plumbing stuff so our son Zack stepped in to help. We wanted to install a pocket door and he's done that before at his house. Previous experience is a big plus.
As we quilters know "measure twice, cut once!" He's got quite a technique don't ya think?
Phew, it fits! It must have been that measuring trick that did it.
It's coming along. Can you imagine it now? I'll show you how far we've gotten on this project next time. In the mean time I have to go scrounge the property for some old wood to patch the barn wood which you can plainly see is missing. There must be some dirty, half rotten wood around here somewhere...
Until next time,