Be careful what you wish for …
After over a year of eating at the coffee table, spilling food and drink down the fronts of our respective shirts, we decided that enough was enough. We needed a dining room table, and pronto. Besides, we have a dining room now; it seemed a shame to let it go to waste.
And so the great dining room table hunt began. We ambulated the antique shops, caroused the consignment stores, wandered the web, and perused the papers, slowly searching for a terrific table for our beloved bungalow. Eventually, we decided that if we were going to attempt to match Sarah’s grandmother’s china cabinet we were going to have to finish it ourselves…