… but New to me— a chrome and glass bar cart and three crystal candle holders somehow came home with me from the city yesterday.
I know, I know…but I wasn’t looking for these things…in fact we went into this pawn shop in search of car-related items for my ever-so-mechanically-inclined elder son. A floor jack, to be exact. This is his idea of a great gift: practical and a great bargain. He had to pick out said gift because he is the only one in our family who knows anything about such things. Well, we got lucky because they had the industrial version of what he wanted. (If you think this is odd, I won’t mention the torque wrench that is coming from Ebay land).
So while all the examining and deliberating was going on, I naturally wandered upstairs to the housewares and furniture section. Well, let me tell you, there was a lot of brown furniture, and a lot of taxidermy (yikes!)—if you want a bear rug or a deer/elk/moose head, I know the place. Neither are a look I’m going for in home decor. But then, there they were, among the old, but not antique, items that had somehow found their way to this store. Two shiny, things that just had my name on them.
I’ve wanted a swanky bar cart for ages, but the right one just never came along. Until yesterday. I assure you it did not look as nice then as it does now—it was dusty and dirty, BUT it had three tiers,and if you looked closely, it was heavy-gauge metal, and the shelves were thick glass. The three candle holders of various heights? Well, they were shiny because no one had ever used them; they still had the lead crystal sticker on the base. (Disclaimer: This love of crystal is a hereditary affliction.)
Our multi-item purchase brought us a discount, and meanwhile Max bought an X-Box game with Granny Christmas Cash. We left laden with our finds, and we couldn’t have been happier. Well, until we discovered that we had to go back, borrow a screw-driver, and disassemble the bar cart to fit it in the trunk of the BMW.
In the twinkle of Christmas tree lights, the bar cart and crystal pieces sparkle. Sometimes the best things come from the most unlikely places.