so jenn and i needed a coffee for the lounge / jam room / my office. and so we got one, randomly and on a whim, from the local thrift shop. on the weekends, everything store wide is half off, thus bringing our total for said new coffee table to four dollars and thirty six cents. not bad, but it was a piece.

that was some weeks ago.

today, i thought to re-engage the original challenge - to find a table that (hopefully looked nice and) could support a human, when chairs get sparse. hey - parties happen, chairs get commandeered, and set all over the house like a bad fart. im just being logical here, i know how these things go.

so we stopped off at jenn's excellently staffed old job at a higher end ("vintage"?) used furniture shop in hamden, baltimore's where-hippies-yuppies-and-hipsters-coalesce neighborhood. in the entire shop, there is only one "drinks" table (why its not a coffee table, i dont know, but thats what the tag says) in the entirety of this labyrinthine shop. and its awesome. 150 bucks, late-50's meets shaker, solid wood number, and with our names clearly inscribed on the front. but its 150 bucks.

we go upstairs, and jenn says, "so, you know that one..."

"that coffee table thats you?" replies her friend and ex-boss.

"um, yeah the one in..."

"the one in the kitchen area, the one thats totally you...?"

"yeah... YEAH! how mu..."

"50 bucks"

"DONE."

and now we have a wicked "drinks" table thats solid as anything, with excellent everything; color, size, length, legs, skirting, detailings, design.

happy times at 1806 eutaw place.

now, if you will excuse me, i have a tomato & lentil soup to tend to.

ciao!

**** UPDATE ****

the table was made between 1953 and 1957, is made of oak and inlaid walnut, and their modern (made now) relatives start at 499 usd. damn. thats wicked.