Faux Butler’s Pantry

When I rounded the corner at the flea market a while back and saw this,

I knew I had to have it.

I couldn’t say no.



Getting it home and in the house was another I Love Lucy/Laura Adventure,

involving two men from the flea market,

a truck,

and my husband standing in the driveway giving me stern looks.

Isn’t life grand?

Our house is old and quirky (like its owner) and only has 8 foot ceilings,

and although this piece barely fit, 

I couldn’t turn back ,

and I was

in it to win at that point.

And so I now have

what I have christened

a butler’s pantry,

however faux it really is.

All I know is it hides things.

Big things…

and small…

Including,

but not limited to

my Singapore Bird collection,

and the gazillion wine glasses I collected for my Christmas parties.

And…

a few other odds and ends…

But,

because I like to name things in my posse (Hauler 2),

I need to call this

Faux Butler’s Pantry #2

because

there is a

#1.

(the utility room closet with added shelves)

Laura #2 signing off

to see what Laura #1 is up to now.