The Kitchen Has Left The Building
Over the last couple weeks, Vi and I have been talking about getting some new appliances for our big annual Thanksgiving throw-down. This ain't no chili cook-off. It's more of a deal where Vi prepares dishes for 3 days straight while I sit on my ass and make sure the 26 pound bird we purchased from the big corporate gargantuan hormone-injecting bird farm is defrosting at an acceptable rate. We try to handle the logistics of 20 relatives converging on our casa for the duration of no more than a couple days. "No Vacancy" signs are hung and we wait. Then, on Turkey day, all hell breaks loose. I make sure I'm up at the butt-crack of 5am to final-prep and slow roast that bad mofo. Coffee goes on, giblets bags are unceremoniously yanked from frozen bird body cavities, and the neck? Eddie wants me to save that just for him. I have my own special recipe for basting and cooking that turkey which I have followed to the tee for the last 5 years. It makes the whole house smell like fresh baking cinnamon bread. I still can't figure out why, but I'll be damned if I'm going to change it. The remainder of the day is spent with the family, and watching Detroit find a way to pull out a win. About 3 hours after dinner has been finished, all 9 bottles of red wine are completely polished off and it's time to break out the Trivial Pursuit game so we can all yell at each other for awhile. Man, I love Thanksgiving.
Anyway, so Vi and I have been planning to get some new appliances for the big Thanksgiving feast this year. Enter craigslist. For anyone who hasn't used this before, it's basically just a big online classifieds section. Buy - sell - trade - etc. Thursday evening, Violet sees an ad for someone looking to buy cabinets and appliances from anyone looking to remodel. He's got a house with no kitchen in it and needs everything, and he's willing to pay cash on the spot. That was Thursday evening.
Late Friday afternoon, Vi tells me we've sold our kitchen and they guy is coming to pick it up Saturday. After getting some beers in me, I get home and try to help her pack up some of the cabinets, which are still full of dishes. Here's what our kitchen looked like Friday night:
Just as promised, the guy came and paid us cash for our whole kitchen. We kept the dishwasher and the sink faucet (but not the sink). The rest is gone. This is what our kitchen looked like on Saturday night:
Sunday, we spent at Lowes. Everyone keeps telling us how it takes 4 weeks or some crap to order in kitchen cabinets. What kind of crap is that? Not like we care, because we just both shrug and say, "Whatever". But come on now. It takes 4 weeks to order kitchen cabinets? Maybe from the Amish. I can understand that. But not when the damn things are made with those big machines in the factory places.
Anyway, the race is on to see if we can get the kitchen back in some order before Thanksgiving.
Anyway, so Vi and I have been planning to get some new appliances for the big Thanksgiving feast this year. Enter craigslist. For anyone who hasn't used this before, it's basically just a big online classifieds section. Buy - sell - trade - etc. Thursday evening, Violet sees an ad for someone looking to buy cabinets and appliances from anyone looking to remodel. He's got a house with no kitchen in it and needs everything, and he's willing to pay cash on the spot. That was Thursday evening.
Late Friday afternoon, Vi tells me we've sold our kitchen and they guy is coming to pick it up Saturday. After getting some beers in me, I get home and try to help her pack up some of the cabinets, which are still full of dishes. Here's what our kitchen looked like Friday night:
Just as promised, the guy came and paid us cash for our whole kitchen. We kept the dishwasher and the sink faucet (but not the sink). The rest is gone. This is what our kitchen looked like on Saturday night:
Sunday, we spent at Lowes. Everyone keeps telling us how it takes 4 weeks or some crap to order in kitchen cabinets. What kind of crap is that? Not like we care, because we just both shrug and say, "Whatever". But come on now. It takes 4 weeks to order kitchen cabinets? Maybe from the Amish. I can understand that. But not when the damn things are made with those big machines in the factory places.
Anyway, the race is on to see if we can get the kitchen back in some order before Thanksgiving.
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