I’m just now getting around to sorting through the pictures from Thanksgiving at my brother’s house in Smyrna, GA and have decided there are so many new things he’s added over the last year, if I shared them all with you in one post, your computer would start smoking, so I’ll save his new outdoor area and outdoor disco shower (that’s right, you read that correctly) for another time. Today, I’ll focus on his kitchen and powder room.
If you missed last year’s story about the Old Smyrna Firehouse, click HERE to get the background info and see previous photos.
Last year, Robert had just moved in, and had a temporary stove. We had to make do with a partial kitchen and bachelor supplies. Well, this year, I got to cook on his brand new Verona gas/convection dream of a range and it was wonderful. I’d never heard of the Italian appliance company, but Robert researched it thoroughly, and I think he made a wise choice. Six gas burners on top, two ovens that switch to convection (the 19 lb. turkey only took a little over three hours to cook and was the moistest, most delicious bird ever!). The smaller oven also has a “defrost” mode.
Of course, the cabinet handles are made from motorcycle piston rods. What else would you expect?
Over the island are three old fire extinguishers made into lights. The sink in the background came from our Grandparent’s house.
I know I showed you the powder room off the kitchen last year, but the photos weren’t very good. So here are a few more, and I hope they give you a better idea of how it really looks.
The barrel sink has an old water pump that is from our great-granddaddy’s house in Hartselle, AL. The floor is covered in shiny pennies (check the previous post for how he did it).
Thanksgiving at the Firehouse is never boring. We rode the 1940’s fire engine around the neighborhood, then played with Robert’s toys. Doesn’t every family include a flamethrower in their holiday plans?
Stay tuned for more in the next few weeks from the Old Smyrna Firehouse. I promise, it won’t be boring.
Update photo below: Here's a shot of the fire pole in the corner of the dining room everyone (almost everyone) uses to come downstairs. Bob mastered the Dean Martin move of sliding down, while wearing a suit and holding an unspilled drink. Cheers! Our friend Douglas, on the right is one of the few who can climb UP. They're much cooler than the young guys.