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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Too Much Of A Good Thing

Does this chair look lonely? Don't worry, it's got seven siblings. . . .
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The crazy lady who lives in my head took husband Howard off into the untamed wilds of Connecticut on Sunday. It was just the three of us -- Me, Howard, and The Crazy Lady In My Head -- and an otherwise empty mini-van.

We had a nice ride on a beautiful day, and returned to That Old House with a car full of this:






And lots more of these:


Remember when an addiction was defined as something that was an actual physical dependence on a substance? Like, say, an addiction to heroin, or good chocolate? Well, if Tiger Woods, who is a plain old pig, can claim to be addicted, then I am claiming an addiction to furniture. And chocolate.

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Here's what happened.
I saw a table and chairs on Ebay last week.
The pictures were so poor that I wasn't even sure what it all was, so I did a little research.


Turns out, the table is a country French design, the exact size and style of the Pierre Deux Biche Refectory Table.
Which costs $3,995.00 on the PD website. Check it out here.

The chairs are similar to the Pierre Deux La Fleur side chairs, $795.00 each,
only these have X-shaped supports on the legs. Check out the PD ones here.

Now clearly this table and these chairs are not Pierre Deux, but they have the look.

Anyway, I bid on the set and much to my surprise and dismay, I won. By a buck.
Really, people listing things on Ebay need to take better pictures.
Also to my surprise, there were 8 chairs included; I had thought there were 6.

And now what to do?
I just put a new dining table in our red room.
We can't fit a table that extends to 11-feet anyway.
And the plum-colored upholstery on the chairs would be awful against the red walls in the dining room. No one could eat!

The table and 4 of the chairs are squooshed into the Parlor right now
and it's very hard to get good pictures, but I'll give it a try . . . .

A corner of a leaf with the "breadboard" edges.

Chair feet, lovely scrolls.
(The table's simple cabriole legs end in split hoof feet.)

Crest carving, on each of the 8 chairs.


The upholstery is velvet and feels like cotton; it's in very good condition.

Underneath the table top is a gap, for storing the extensions.

At each end of the table top, the slots for the extension arms:


Peek-A-Boo! I got fresh, and looked underneath one extension.
You can see the arms, which hold and support the leaves. It's a pretty ingenious design!


So what am I going to do with this country Frenchy table and chairs?
I'm going to sell them. They deserve a good home, and someone deserves a bargain.
That's the plan, anyway. I'm going wild and listing them on Ebay. Wish me luck!

Besides, if I don't sell them, Howard might load me and the Crazy Lady Who Lives In My Head
back in the van, drive us to Connecticut, and leave us there. -- Cass

Thanks to Tam at The Gypsy's Corner for Three Or More Tuesday. Visit here!

Thanks to Diane for 2nd Time Around Tuesday; visit her A Picture Is Worth 1000 Words blog. Here!