beginning the end

to all my fans, sorry for the delay! life has been a whirlwind of traveling, hauling, moving, purging and general mayhem. but somehow, in between all of it, the kitchen has finally been finished. 

here are my guys in action. look at them go! notice the emergency blow dryer on the counter. one never knows when it might be necessary to look good (like when the boss is coming), so i think it is wise to always be prepared. 

mysterious painter guy is seen here touching up scratches from the chimney installation. it seems one new item necessitates all kinds of new corrections. careful, there, painter guy. there's a lot invested in this kitchen...

did i show you the beautiful drawers? i am now so organized. i will time it to see how long i can keep it this way. times up. how long was that? 2 seconds. 

at mel's encouragement, i have procured a new kitchen friend, milo. 

not so much a friend as a minion, who will do all my bidding. "hey, milo, just sit still, would you?"  there. see? 

and now, drum roll please, we have the kitchen complete! the fridge panels are up, as placed by the other john fellow. i don't know how i will post soccer schedules and family photos on it. maybe i will have to glue things up. how would you do it? i guess if i wrote in pencil, i could just erase as needed. and notice i have more bananas. colorful and an excellent source of potassium. 

 presenting the sink! all nicely lit up, painting finished and ready for some really great dish washing action. 

all in all, i must say, i have had a rousingly good time with this project. so much so, that i will be continuing with renovations, extending newness to all corners of my domain. i will have the  greatest apartment in all the land! (the land at oxford street, anyway...) hopefully, jetton will be able to continue to help when there is enough work to do and joanne will guide me through the maze of color and style. the gods were with me on this project and i might be pushing my luck doing any more. but then, if anything went wrong we could all have a good laugh at it and end with a song and dance, just like some shakespearean tragedy. so here i go, off into the unknown world of redecorating, a woman determined to change herself by changing her apartment one room at a time. 

wish me luck!

click here for our grand finale!

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passed

well, it looks like i have passed the final inspection, with only one minor change requested. i need more smoke alarms. 

right now, i have two, one in each bedroom area.  the funny thing is, they want one more, placed in the hallway leading to the bedrooms. so now, within one 6 foot span, i will have three alarms. 

but  wait, there's more! ordinances do not require you to have a smoke alarm in the kitchen any longer. why? because they keep going off!

i am not quite sure the logic is totally figured out on this one, but i will comply with whatever they request, and maybe more. 

i am considering one for near the kitchen, so if it goes off, it would probably be for good reason; for instance if i let the veal prince orlaf with baked pears alicia cook a little too long, having been distracted by the wonder of the twinkie-town train making its deliveries in grand style.  events like that could be a problem, so i think i will go the extra mile and install one more. 

safety first!

don't let this happen to you!

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getting closer

we are getting closer, gentle reader. the chimney is complete. as you can see, the problem was nicely resolved, and, really, i should just blot out the whole episode of panic that overcame me several weeks back about this thing. please go back and do not read it. my new motto should be, "easy schmeezy!" 

new cover, nicely cut by mr. mork. imagine the size scissors he must have used! incredible, the technology these days! clearly, he did not use the ones with the rounded ends like i do. 

this other john-fellow  has been very helpful, making sure everything is all taken care of before inspection. here we have the smoke alarm ready for action. you can't hear it going off , which means i am safe — for now. let's hope you never hear it. 

and lastly, for the moment, we have new weather stripping. berkeley requires it, requiring that i finally get my act together and do something about the rather shameful state of my old weather stripping. it feels good to get it all spruced up. i am now a respectable member of the community, upgraded to the max. people will sense it in my walk. i will have a whole new lease on life, thanks to city ordinances demanding that i improve no matter what. maybe laws aren't so bad after all. 

now it is a waiting game. will the inspector show up? will he notice how nice and new my kitchen is? will he be quietly thinking to himself, "i liked the old one better." i should video tape his face during the review and carefully analyze every frame to interpret even his most subtle changes in demeanor and expression. i must know if this kitchen is okay with him. i hope it is. if not, i will have to start all over again, regardless of what he writes on the permit. one wrong blink and it will be back to the drawing board.

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surprise!

a warning to all you later sleepers: get a nice pair of pj's or sleep fully clothed. you should feel comfortable and attractive when contractors show up unexpectedly first thing in the morning. you both will be really getting to know each other through the process, so i advise planning ahead for this by not wearing rollers to bed and for pete sake, don't use those crazy cucumber  masks.

i woke up to a call this morning, 8 am, jim stopping by to pick up some remaining equipment. sure, no problem.  imagine my surprise. no one was scheduled until wednesday...

I mean Click Here!

of course, it was no big deal, and i was able to pull my thoughts together enough to go through my little punch list of remaining things to do or ask about. it is really almost done. so prepare yourself for the end of the kitchen  blog. only a few more posts, and then it will be on to 
Berkeley-something-or-other.com stay tuned.

in the meantime, i obsess over silly little things at 3 am, like spice racks:

i find it more fun than cooking. i sit there and admire the beautiful colors. 

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FIRE!

do you suppose there are laws to prevent one from typing  FIRE  on a crowded blog? i will soon find out.

i just can't get over having a gas stove in my home. it is beautiful and strangely thrilling. more so than a fireplace. there is a certain quality of technological brilliance that i see in it. you can turn it up or way, way down. you can use it to roast marshmallows...

...and you can use it to create magnificent flaming drinks to impress your friends. 

it is a perfect piece of equipment for my new HENRYBUILT kitchen. which i love. 

the hood electricity was established by surprise visit today. not only do i now have hood lights but also the embarrassment of knowing people suddenly walked into my kitchen unannounced and saw how i really live. fortunately, the stunning beauty of my new HENRYBUILT kitchen dazzled them so much, they didn't notice anything out of place. and really, why should i be embarrassed about eating bananas? it's not like i'm the only banana-eater in the world. jeez, i know plenty of banana-eaters right here in my neighborhood. we all walk around here, doing nothing but eating bananas and reading the comics. just for extra laughs, we throw the peels on the ground and wait for the hilarity to ensue. so why should i worry? because i can, that's why. it's a luxury i guess i'm habituated to indulge.

here we have the lights, fully functioning. the hood is also sucking up everything in it's immediate path, but that is harder to show in a photo. you can't tell here because i have crazy-glued everything down. but trust me, if it were not for that little dab of bondo, everything would be squished right up against the hood's grill. it is a powerful little thing.

and i wanted to show you the fabulous job the plumber did, underneath and beside my new HENRYBUILT cabinets, that i love so much. isn't that neat in the extreme? it's a shame i'm going to ruin it all by putting stuff there. leaky, grimey, gross stuff that you wouldn't want anyone to see if they suddenly, say, came over while you were out in order to fix the electrical in the hood. too bad. 

did i mention i love my HENRYBUILT cabinets? i do. and i'm not just saying this in hopes that they will read this and decide to get me my fridge panels faster. i wouldn't do that. then again, if it just so happens that they read this and recognize their names (implied), and realize that i am madly in love with them, and they just naturally feel like getting me my fridge door panels faster, i wouldn't fight it. in fact, i might really, really appreciate it and do something like, send them a bundt cake from dean and delucas. i might worry a bit that i over did it, but that's me luxuriating in my own psychosis once again. i am spoiled rotten.

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done?

i was thrown a bit by the days events. the kitchen is ready for use! what? you gasp. how is this possible? incredulously. yes, it is true. the kitchen is functional. 

now, frankly, i'm not prepared! suddenly, the water is on, the fridge is in (yes, it fit!), and the stove has gas. even the hood has been placed, although it lacks electrical and the chimney cover.  (hood problems have been completely worked out. these guys are incredible.) our friend walter mork will cut the chimney to the proper height ("sure, we do this all the time"), in about a week. The fridge panel will be here in several more weeks, and then, it is complete. it is mine to load up and get going. here, take a look:

john got the hood in place, at a good working height. no head-banging!

everything looking fantastic! i'm so excited. can you tell?

and finally, the fridge. i went and bought my own bottles of water to celebrate the grand opening.

breakfast is coming. poor eggs. they know they are now in for trouble...

(eggs courtesy of ffffound)

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fixtures and fixes

well, the guys are at it, trying to figure out a way to make this hood fit in the minimal amount of space left for it. i have given them an excellent challenge which i will probably pay for through the nose. no matter, this is the price of true Art.  someday, i will be able to walk into my kitchen and feel nothing but refreshed and relaxed and ready to eat. 

here is the hood. take a good look as by next week, it likely will not look like this anymore. joanne and i considered using another brand, but really, when it all came down, we loved this one. none other would do. that's the way true love is, i guess.

plumber-man and his posse also came today. everything is going in real sharp looking, no? i likey. fancy-schmancy. 

why go on? i have a lot of new things. that about sums it up. 

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