it has been a challenge finding just the right dining table for our long narrow space. for the past six months, we've been using two mogo folding tables lined up end to end as a substitute while we searched for the perfect thing. everything looks passable under a clean tablecloth, no?
though a little wide, i was convinced that this table would have worked perfectly, until i saw the price. i still love its industrial look. in fact, it reminds me of this find.
the other day, dabney came across THE table on craigslist - long, narrow, rustic, with clean lines. perfect. the only issue was that dabney wasn't searching st. louis craigslist. no, she had to be looking at a table that was located in the middle of tennessee! so off we went down i-55, way down past new madrid (pronounced mad-rid, emphasis on the "mad" - not like the city in spain), past hayti (pronounced "hay-tie," not like the caribbean country), through eastern tennessee, until we got to milan (pronounced "my lan", not like the italian city).
four plus hours goes awfully slowly when you've got a eight and a half foot farm table strapped to the top of your station wagon. i forgot to snap a picture. dammit.
in the end, the table was just the thing we needed. now, i am off to figure out how to create a firewall to keep dabney off other areas' craigslists.