hutch, little baby, don't say a word

midcentury modern danish-style china hutch + credenza

After ignoring a row of five hutches at my local thrift store for approximately two months, I finally let my eye wander to one last week, during my second trip to the shop in three days while on a desperate hunt for something to put a few lot of dishes in for my dining room.

At long last, I noticed a hutch that was a mighty bit smaller than the others. At six feet, it was a solid foot shorter than most and a up to few feet more narrow as well. I had forgotten my tape measure, but I had previously eyed up a Danish-style dresser like my own and I knew that it was 18″ deep. Too deep for the space, although I had considered it seriously 48 hours earlier. I went over and measured out that dresser with my forearm, and then I measured the depth of the hutch. At that moment, I decided to bet my whole world ($75) on that piece being 14″ deep.

If not, I’d probably be sleeping on it in the alley behind our house. [Note to self: It’s good to know the length of your forearm.]

[An aside, if anyone in the area is looking for a Danish-style, or possibly actually Danish, highboy and lowboy, there’s a beautiful set at the local shop for around $125. I would buy them, but the lowboy and nightstands that I already have belonged to my parents. It was their newlywed set so yada-yada sentimental value. Oh, so much furniture in this world, so little house!!!]

On Saturday, my man and his friend to whom I am dearly indebted, lugged this one-piece woozy home to me. Since then, I have spent most of my time oiling her dark body and Q-tipping her corners. It hurts me to admit that I have been unable to fully identify the model. Probably walnut. The hutch is quite like a Sculptra piece by Broyhill Premier, which was made from 1957 – 1965. However, it is not a Sculptra. The top casing, however, is nearly identical, especially in the fact that there is only one set of doors. (The knobs have clearly been replaced.) The outer panes of glass do not move. Most Broyhill Premier hutches were not solidly attached to the credenza, yet this is…

I’m stumped.

So, now it is time to begin filling the shelves and drawers and doors. I started out with my great-aunt Stella’s Table to Terrace dishes. She was so proud of her Mel-Mac settings. Like most things that were nice to her, she didn’t use them, but saved them. Oh, sweet Auntie, I miss you.

Anyhow, then I started to add various other pieces of china, trying them out in various situations, until I got sidetracked by doing this:

not yarn, not yarn

And, I did that until I got sidetracked by doing THIS.

P.S. Although I like the way that the yarn looks in there, my man will have me and the hutch sleeping in the alley if I put anything but dishes and various dining room clutter in it. Plus, I’d hate to go to the studio upstairs to get my dishes from an old yarn shelf.

futzing around

aunt stella's table-to-terrace dinnerware

sweet baby spiders

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