They don’t make furniture like this anymore
We’d officially moved in, and our new dining room was finally big enough to debut the table.
“Mid-century modern is in, right?” I said as my husband and I stepped back to admire the fully extended table.
“Well, it’s definitely mid-century,” I answered myself, “but I’m not so sure about modern.”
We chuckled. Modern it wasn’t, with its legs atop tarnished copper wheels, its curved edges, and lacquered brown wood. Quality, though, it was. Of this, I was reassured by my grandmother, who had gifted it to us after many years of use.
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