Ever since we moved into our townhouse three years ago, I have been on the look-out for a new dining room table. Although the dining table and chairs that we owned were investment pieces, the look was just too formal for our great room. They were perfect when we had a formal dining room in our last
lives house, but here? Not so much.
Do you see what I mean? It just wasn’t the right look for a room where we now hang out, read, watch television, and entertain informally. I wanted something a little less colonial and a lot more me. It didn’t matter if our replacement table was new or an antique. However, Mr. Right is seven-feet tall, so it had to fit. Antique furniture is often on the small side because the people were smaller back in the day.
When I saw this one, I knew it was the one. It is new yet rustic. It will seat up to ten people when the leaf is in, but on its own, it will seat six.
I love that it already has some manufactured dings in it. Ironically, after I bought this one, I found a really old, rustic farm house table at a nearby consignment shop. It was loaded with personality, but the downside was that it was eight feet long. That was just too long for the space all of the time. That will be the measurement when the leaf is in, but I didn’t want a table that large on a daily basis.
Right now I just have our original dining chairs beside the table. I have some chairs in the basement that are painted, but the seat part is stained. We had them in our get-away condo that we owned in Toronto, Ontario. I am thinking about stripping just the seats and staining them to match the table. The painted part is just fine. Another option is to recover two wing chairs that we own and put them on both ends of the table. I plan to load it up to make it look like a library table when we aren’t using it.