When we moved to Florida our kitchen was all white and not as large as the one we had in Montgomery. The oak table took up so much visual space that the room felt very cramped. So, Daryl painted the table white. Several people told us what a bad decision we made, but it wasn't their kitchen or their table, for that matter! I wanted it white!
A white kitchen table never worked at our house here, though. I was over my white phase. What to do, though? Daryl had worked so hard on that paint job and I felt a little inconsiderate to think about changing it to something else. So the table went to the basement. And that didn't feel considerate to the table! After two years I decided that it was time to make a decision and get the table back in service.
My first idea was to paint the whole thing black. I have a friend with a black table in her kitchen and I love the way it looks. But, David and Sarah just refinished a side table at their house by stripping the paint off the top and painting the legs. Even though I have never stripped furniture before I decided to go for it and get to work.
When I first got down to the old oak finish, I actually talked to a table. "Hello, old friend." And it talked back. "Ahhhhhh. Now I can breath again."
Not really. The table didn't respond to me.
Here it is today.
I love how it turned out!
If you look to the right of the kitchen table you can see my dining table. I'm on to the next refinishing project!