Yes, I realize this is a random time to be posting. I don't normally post on Friday afternoons, but since I actually finished a project and have a few minutes to spare before the man of the house brings his traveling pants home, I decided to go ahead and share it.
It's the kitchen table.
In case you forgot,
here's what it looked like before.
I have never been fond of that table.
We bought it from a friend when we moved here and discovered that the space wasn't suited for our round one. It was supposed to be temporary... 17 years ago.
I have always wanted a farmhouse table with big, old, beautiful legs. The husband, on the other hand, actually likes this one, mainly because of the butcher block top. Since he rarely if ever has an opinion about stuff like that (and since I haven't found a replacement anyway), I decided to make this one work in the new kitchen.
I sanded the top, first with coarse (80 grit) sandpaper,
then with medium (150), and then with fine (220).
Then a coat of prestain conditioner
and a painted trestle.
Starting to look a little more farm house-y, don't you think?
I had it in my head to stain the butcher block dark like all the hip, young, bloggers are doing, but apparently, I'm not young and hip. I tried five different stains on the flipside of the table and never did feel the love.
I ended up staining it the same maple that it was to begin with.
Only darker and richer in color.
It took two good coats of stain
(Colonial Maple, Minwax)
and three good coats of tung oil to get the color I wanted.
Maybe not young and hip but very, very, much Debbie.
That's OK with me.
I checked in the mirror, and a young, hip blogger doesn't live here.
(You can tell because the table is perpetually set...)
After all these years, I can finally say that I like this table.
In fact, at the moment, I kinda love it just a little.
I don't even miss the farmhouse legs...
all that much.
And there you have it:
My make- it -work farmhouse table.
Next up: The bare naked wall behind it.
Yeah, I know.
Yeah, I know.