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Baker's rack. Lucy Mercer/A Cook and Her Books |
We have a routine the first Friday of every month, at least for the past few months: when my husband gets home from work, we gather up the girls to head out to our favorite barbecue place. On the way over, we'll stop off at a nearby auction house and check out the sale preview -- all the night's auction items are on display until 7 p.m.
This auction house carries a lot of household goods, old books, picture frames, glassware and knick-knacks, what I like to think of as tchotchkes (a bit of my limited Yiddish for my friend Lynda). And piles of furniture, in fact, there are really good deals to be made on furniture here - dining room sets, sofas, beds, tables, chifforobes, all the pieces you need to set up a house. We've lived in our house long enough that we don't really need more furniture. Some day, we'll clear away the plastic and Barbies and realize we may have room for additional pieces, but these days, we just like to look.
So, last week, we looked and we saw a baker's rack in the back of the room, larger and taller than any baker's rack I've ever seen. My husband and I were both impressed by the piece, and discussed how we'd use it if we brought it home. We negotiated a comfort level bid - he said no higher than $150, I handed him $50 from my purse and said $200. After eating, he returned for the auction with our daughter and they came home at midnight with a quilt, a box of costume jewelry, three collectible Hess trucks and the winning bid on the baker's rack ~ $95!
As it turns out, the baker's rack fits perfectly in the space we envisioned, behind the front door in the foyer, a space previously reserved for the Christmas tree. The rack has brass finials in dire need of a polish, and four levels of shelves. It is solid and heavy, so heavy that moving it required a call to a neighbor (thanks, Chris!) and furniture dollies. But here it is, in my home, $95 worth of wrought iron just waiting for breads, and pies and cakes and cookies and all manner of goodies to come out of my kitchen!
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Baker's rack. Lucy Mercer/A Cook and Her Books |
The baker's rack is my new backpack holder. Each girl gets a side and I get the middle. Shoes are placed on the bottom rack, which eliminates the problem on the other side of the front door: shoes. We are a barefoot family nine months of the year, and the row of shoes by the front door gets longer every day. This is a good day, after I imposed a 2-pair per person limit:
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Shoes by the door. Lucy Mercer/A Cook and Her Books |
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Baker's Rack. Lucy Mercer/A Cook and Her Books |
I'm going to figure out a way to attach things to the rack. Coats and sweaters will definitely be on it in the winter months (there will be a per person limit on that, too). It's a convenient display for artwork. I need baskets for their saved schoolwork. If we could work in a charging station, it would be the power center of the house.
Maybe someday it will be used for boules and batards, tarts and profiteroles, but for now it's keeping my dining room table clear, and my view from the kitchen very pleasant.
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Dining room table. Lucy Mercer/A Cook and Her Books |
Tell me, what do you think of the baker's rack? Any ideas for how to use it and to be more organized?