There’s thing about Mr. W that I absolutely adore. He’s handy. I don’t mean like he can fix a leaky sink handy (though he can do that too) I mean he’s the type of man that will build you a kitchen where there used to be a dark dingy corner in your basement. (I’ll post on that somewhere down the line.) So when the weekend rolls around and he gets the itch to do something, I retire to my kitchen to bake something and let him have at it.
This past weekend, it was a new bar top for my basement kitchen.
We had built the kitchen together last winter not long after we’d started dating and had always had plans to add a bar top with some extra seating off the back edge of my main work counter. With the move, the wedding, some family vacations and various other things, it got delayed for awhile. By the time we started thinking about it again and started to look at prices, we realized we were looking at $1000-$1500 to get matching granite installed and still close to that amount to have a good quality wooden bar top put in.
So we did what we do. We thought out our DIY options.
Mr. W had already discovered a treasure trove of high quality butcher block in the garage last summer when we installed a new dishwasher and needed to extend the butcher block in the upstairs kitchen. Where do you “find” butcher block you may ask?
In the garage I would reply.
Both walls of our two car garage are lined with work benches and storage cabinets. Take a closer look under that pile of yet to be refiled project stuff and you’ll spot some very nice, very thick butcher block.
So last summer, he sacrificed a big chunk of it that was simply laid over some cabinets, sanded it down, oiled it up, cut it to size and installed it in the kitchen.
It has been WONDERFUL to have there and has held up extremely well. He reoils it now and again as needed and I can happily slice, chop and dice to my heart’s content without ever worrying about a cutting board.
So this past weekend, he headed back out to the garage and found another section of counter top that was the right size for the bar. He cut it, he sanded it, he stained it and he carried it downstairs.
With a little help from me, we lifted it in place and screwed it into the frame. Two days, a few sandings and three coatings of polyurethane later, I’ve got myself an absolutely gorgeous reclaimed wood bar top in the basement. Now I just need to come up with four bar stools that are kid friendly to finish it of.
There’s a reason they call him Mr. Wonderful. 😉