I have wanted to show you my pantry/sewing space for a while and for real (none of this little glimpse nonsense).
I don’t know if you want to see it, really, but I want to show you, and the girls and I have always thought that we wanted this blog to be just the sort of blog we’d like to read if we came across it, and we would want to see pictures of the pantry if we were we. Which we are. At least I am.
But today I’m showing you some preliminary things because otherwise that post is going to be much longer than a post about a room that’s less than 7′ x 12′ deserves to be.
Although I could go on even longer…
I think every house should have a pantry and a mudroom. Have I recommended this book to you yet?
It’s very sweet…but if you find one (it’ll have to be used), try TRY to get one with the dust cover, which isn’t reproduced inside.
The Butt’ry Shelf Cookbook by Mary Mason Campbell, with illustrations by Tasha Tudor.
You can sigh over that pantry…a real New England beauty.
Anyway, today I’m going to go over a few details of what I’m going to show you soon (I would say tomorrow, but I’m trying to help Deirdre get out the door to France!!!), so that you can be on top of things.
First, I want to show you my desk redo, which was long enough ago so that it now has some little dings. But I’m very happy to have a handsome black piece of furniture on which to sew and store my various notions and also some office supplies.
It started life as one of those teak veneer jobbies. I have had several of these, thanks to Habou who once ran a secretarial service. Like most of my stuff, they came to me when she said, “I have these…do you want them?”
Lick o’ paint, lick o’ paint…For this one I did use primer, then black spray paint.
Did you know that it’s not a good idea to store thread out in the air and the light?
Next, the stool. We now have three of these stools, left over from the set of four plus little children’s table given long ago to the kids by, who else, Habou “the furniture lady.” After many years of service, the stools remain useful for reaching high things.
However, their drawback is a) looking the worse for wear and b) being the exact same color as the floor (not that tile one, but the kitchen floor), resulting in many a trip and fall.
My shins are permanently dented from crashing into these dang (albeit handy) things, which seem ubiquitous. There when you need one, there when you just want a little tumble to enliven your day.
I think red will alert us to its presence, don’t you?
Last, and for a good sneak peek (keep scrolling) of my favorite room in the house, we have this object, found on the side of the road (along with a perfectly good giant wicker Crate and Barrel lined hamper, the only defect of which is a musty smell. After a good airing, I will try to find a place for it!).
Now, at first glance it seems like a particularly sturdy magazine rack. It might be that. However, it lacks sides, is mighty well built for that purpose yet strangely narrow (like, you could maybe put four magazines in it), and is awfully heavy.
But, you know how you try to store certain things on their side, like pizza pans, trays, etc? And they keep falling over without something to support them? But you don’t have anything to support them other than other stuff that also falls over?
Well, I decided that this thingy-dingy would work to organize some of that stuff, thusly:
Do you see it in there? Can you find it?
Do you think that’s a good use for it?
I’ll be back with just what you wanted: a REAL tour of the pantry!