We’ve actually had this piece for quite some time, but it has just recently come out of storage. Apparently the theme of this week is: “I have furniture again!”
When we moved out of our apartment, I was thankfully able to keep the pieces of furniture that I absolutely could not bear to part with – the leather chesterfield; my beloved dragon couch, that I’m now thankful I was unable to give away; my burl coffee table; my brass canopy bed frame; my china cabinet, which was my very first furniture painting attempt; a very distressed but very beautiful Milo Baughman Perspective dresser; and this gorgeous teak bar. When I list them out like this, it actually sounds like a lot of furniture. We are so lucky that both pairs of parents helped us store these pieces!
So when I say “Found”, what I really mean is “Found almost a year ago”. [Which means it’s almost time for my yearly ER visit again…]
But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Here she is:
I didn’t spin her around to get a picture of the back (because this piece weighs more than two morbidly obese elephants), but the back has the exact same ornate carvings as the front.
When Bryan and I saw this piece pop up on Craigslist, we immediately, and I mean immediately, emailed the sellers and begged them to let us pick it up the following day. Which sometimes is a no-go on Craigslist. Sellers (myself included) will often say: “Sure. If it’s still available tomorrow.” As a seller you kind of have to do this – with so many people who express interest and then never show up – but every once in a while I have a twinge of mercy and agree that I won’t sell the piece in the next 12 hours or so until the interested party can show up at my door. And thankfully, that is what the lovely couple selling this bar did.
They actually hadn’t included any pictures of the inside of the bar, so we just expected that the doors opened on the front and there was storage inside…
Which there is, but it’s way more awesome than we imagined! The very heavy solid-wood inset-with-green-marble top folds out to rest on the doors… (Foreshadowing).
Needless to say, we were like “Take my money!!!”, especially when we heard the story behind it. The middle-aged gentleman’s father was in some branch of the armed forces in Asia many years ago, where he had a beautiful custom teak bar handcrafted for each of his sons at home and shipped back to the United States (from either the Philippines or Thailand – Bryan and I can’t agree). Each son got to take his bar with him when he grew up and moved out of the house, and this particular son was about to move and the bar just couldn’t move with him this time. So we vowed to love and care for it, and the bar came home with us.
Not being completely naïve as to my ability to help lift the equivalent of two overweight elephants, we stopped at Home Depot on the way home and purchased a dolly (no, not of the Cabbage Patch variety – a two wheeled cart to help move furniture) so we would be able to get the bar into our apartment.
We had to lay it on its side on the dolly to fit it through the door, and it was quite the struggle. Finally, we got it over the bump at the bottom of the door frame and made it inside victoriously.
As I let go of the front of the dolly in celebration, one of the hinged top pieces came crashing down on the top arch of my Toms-clad foot. Forcefully.
There was no way it wasn’t broken…
(Okay, apparently it wasn’t broken)
So after I wailed in agony for several minutes we decided to get it x-rayed. That’s where my yearly ER trip came in – the year before, right around the same time, I ended up in the emergency room with severe food poisoning. You could call it an end-of-summer tradition. Who knows what it will be this year… I guess I still have a few months left to find out ;)
Even hobbling around in a brace with an extremely bruised arch for the next week, I couldn’t I stay mad at this beautiful thing. She’s part of the family now!
As we were loading her up in our truck, the seller bequested his wish that we would make our own memories with the bar, as he and his wife had over the years. So it’s really all thanks to him that the bar smashed my foot… But we definitely have quite the memory now!