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tsuki_no_bara a debt of great gratitude because last night she came over and helped me get the big oak pedestal dining table out of my car. It isn't that heavy, even if it's 48" in diameter -- the top comes off the base, and it's very possible for one person to carry each piece, but the top is so big that it's quite awkward to get in and out of the back of the car, and I really didn't want to drop it.
Much of my childhood meal times were spent sitting at that table, so I'm kind of nostalgic about it. I found an image of a somewhat similar table here, to give you an idea of what it looks like, except that the base starts higher off the ground, the legs curve a bit more, there's no wheels, and the base is painted black. And for some reason, my father saw fit to cut 4 evenly spaced long ovals in the pedestal, so you can see through it. They're actually quite nice, and natural-seeming, though I really don't think my Dad was very aesthetic as a general rule.
The oak top is also nicer than the one shown -- it's got some really neat grain (I think that's what you call it?) like waves.
The ovals probably cut into the value of the table, alas, though that's not my main consideration here. All I know about the provenance of the table is that my mother got it from her best friend Betsy (who had no children) and it had originally come from her grandparents' farmhouse. Given that Aunt Betsy was at least ten years older than my Mom, and we're talking two generations, it could be upwards of 150 -- certainly over 100 -- years old.
My plan is to put R's dining table out on the 3-season enclosed porch, and move the crummy formica table out there to the curb. Between the new stove and the table, we're having quite the redecorating spree this year. We'll just have to see if my plan to get the gold crushed-velvet sleeper sofa that belonged to my grandparents up here comes to fruition.....
tsuki_no_bara a debt of great gratitude because last night she came over and helped me get the big oak pedestal dining table out of my car. It isn't that heavy, even if it's 48" in diameter -- the top comes off the base, and it's very possible for one person to carry each piece, but the top is so big that it's quite awkward to get in and out of the back of the car, and I really didn't want to drop it.Much of my childhood meal times were spent sitting at that table, so I'm kind of nostalgic about it. I found an image of a somewhat similar table here, to give you an idea of what it looks like, except that the base starts higher off the ground, the legs curve a bit more, there's no wheels, and the base is painted black. And for some reason, my father saw fit to cut 4 evenly spaced long ovals in the pedestal, so you can see through it. They're actually quite nice, and natural-seeming, though I really don't think my Dad was very aesthetic as a general rule.
The oak top is also nicer than the one shown -- it's got some really neat grain (I think that's what you call it?) like waves.
The ovals probably cut into the value of the table, alas, though that's not my main consideration here. All I know about the provenance of the table is that my mother got it from her best friend Betsy (who had no children) and it had originally come from her grandparents' farmhouse. Given that Aunt Betsy was at least ten years older than my Mom, and we're talking two generations, it could be upwards of 150 -- certainly over 100 -- years old.
My plan is to put R's dining table out on the 3-season enclosed porch, and move the crummy formica table out there to the curb. Between the new stove and the table, we're having quite the redecorating spree this year. We'll just have to see if my plan to get the gold crushed-velvet sleeper sofa that belonged to my grandparents up here comes to fruition.....