One down. One to go.
on time and on budget. Once the paint dries, I'll roll the refrigerator into the alcove behind the far wall. It had been a broom closet.
I rather made my selections keyed to these two apothecary jars I acquired thirty years ago in Orvieto which is about an hour north of Rome. They seem at home with the periwinkle blue Merola glass tiles, Delorean gray grout and the Silestone counter in "Stellar Snow" (it has tiny flecks of mirror in it that twinkle like a New York sidewalk.)
And it's grand to look at the ocean while I'm cooking. If anyone is doing a renovation in the Fort Lauderdale area, I have nothing but the highest praise for the company that gave me this new kitchen, and will gladly recommend them. And then there is Home Depot's Russell. The most efficient, intelligent, careful, insightful and helpful kitchen designer ever to walk the planet.
(On a more sour note, our NYC renovation, stalled for two years, will finally move forward now that the evil contractor eager for an out-of-court settlement has given in to the demands of our lawyer.)