

I have six spots of recessed lighting in the ceiling, one pretty fixture over the sink, and small halogen spots under the cabinets. I kind of wish I had known more about LED lighting when we were choosing lighting. I have halogen or incandescent everywhere, absolutely no fluorescent. I realize that fluorescent is far more energy efficient, and I am all for that, but fluorescent lighting is a migraine trigger for me. So it was strictly forbidden.
When we tore the laminate off the walls we found several layers of wall covering. I’m not sure I even remember all of them, I think I’ve blocked it from my memory. My favourite was the genuine linoleum wall covering. I wish I had taken a picture, but later I recognized it in Jane Powell’s book Linoleum. It was pink, made to look like square tiles, and it had neat shiny gold flecks. Not that I’d want a whole kitchen like that.
When we got down to the plaster, we realized it was pretty beat. It wasn’t falling away from the lath, but it was just in bad shape. So, we decided to cover it with new beadboard. I don’t know if this kitchen ever had beadboard walls, but I don’t care. I like it, and I think it looks appropriate for a 1930 bungalow.
I’ve always loved beadboard. White bead board walls. But that wouldn’t look right with the white cabinets. And I didn’t want to commit the cabinets to a color I would grow tired of. I wanted a green kitchen. Depression green. Grandma’s kitchen green. But I knew I didn’t want green cabinets. So, I thought maybe we’d paint or do a green stain on the beadboard walls, something that will show the grain. Nobody else liked the idea. Well, I let the guys talk me out of it. I’m glad they did, I’m pretty pleased with the way it turned out, and I’m not married to any one color.
I’ve got a nice piece of crown to top the beadboard, and a plate rail runs the length of the kitchen. I decided I wanted to have the crown at the same level as the crown piece on the doorways would be. Nearly all the wood trim in the kitchen had to be replicated, the original, if it was ever there in the first place, was long gone. We used all pine for the kitchen, and it was stained much more red than the rest of the house. I like the more red tone to the wood.
The grey counter was chosen and ordered when I thought I was painting the beadboard walls green. I think it would look better now if I had chosen a green. Maybe someday. It is only laminate. I really wanted soapstone, but it just wasn’t in the budget.
My stepmother, Kathy, kindly thought of me when her own daughter was moving out of an apartment where she had her own practically new (one year) appliances to an apartment that already had them. And while almond wasn’t my first color choice, I’m so grateful to have them: they are far more energy efficient than the stuff left behind by the previous owners, plus they were free.
I took these pictures early one Saturday morning, before I got the kitchen really messy again with cooking for a crowd.
We did so much to this kitchen, I hardly know where to start.
I’ll just do a quick run down, details to follow.
New:
plaster
garden window
beadboard walls
crown molding and plate rail
structural support beam
lighting, general and task
door and window trim
knobs, pulls, hinges
counter
sink and faucet
dishwasher
range hood
Nearly New:
fridge (one year)
stove (three years)
Revitalized:
cabinets
wood floor
Kitchen in progress…
The new garden window; a view from outside.
Evidence of a window to the back porch. Vinyl floor torn out, ceiling tiles gone.
The plethora of wall surfaces we encountered. Notice the pink peeking out before the last couple of runs of beadboard were installed? That was sparkly linoleum.
Newly covered with beadboard.
The loss of lower cabinets for the sake of a dishwasher- well worth it. And the loss of upper cabinets because of a necessary new structural support beam- not really missed.
New blueboard with plaster skim-coat. New structural support beam. New recessed lighting. New crown molding and plate rail.
Another upper cabinet gone. Not a loss, really. It was impossible to reach without a ladder, an awkward size, and it made an already tight spot even more claustrophobic. (The cabinet was above the doorway to the entry- the one on the left. The doorway on the right is to the dining room.
The never ending tower of drawers waiting to be sanded, primed, and painted.
More to come…The kitchen in September 2003…
While the kitchen had a lot of cosmetic issues, it had one good thing going for it: all those cabinets.
Now, I don’t think they are original to the house, but I suspect they date to the 1950s. The hardware that was there was that black stuff often seen between the 50s to the 70s, which wouldn’t have been so bad, but at some point someone decided it would all look better if spray painted gold. But then the gold started to rub off and you could see the black again. Nice.
Then there is the “trailer window”. It was placed too high for me to see out of, didn’t open for ventilation, and didn’t let much light in. I would hate to think this was original, I sort of doubt it, but I have no way of knowing for sure.
Speaking of the lightning, there were only two light sources in this kitchen: the fancy swag light, not placed near any work surface, and the scary flourescent tube above the sink, with its brittle cord you had to plug in to turn on.
The previous owners left all of the kitchen appliances. The fridge, which is on its last legs, the electric stove, which was in full working order, the gas stove, which had never been used (did I mention they had a fear of losing electricity?), and the roll away dishwasher. I did appreciate the dishwasher, but it really made for a crowded workspace with all these extra appliances.
Also, please note the lovely laminate counter and walls. They had streaks of “gold”. That must have inspired the repainting of the knobs and hinges.
While we are talking about the surface coverings, don’t you just love the 1970s paneling on the walls? And the ceiling tiles? How about the vinyl flooring, with the rectangular cut right in the middle? Really special.
I took great pleasure in tearing the flooring out myself. The ceiling tiles came down after we realized the intake water supply to the upstairs toilet was leaking. Right onto the kitchen counter, right about where the green fan is sitting.
Have I mentioned how much the previous owners liked shelves?
And there is a good shot of that swag fixture, casting more light than it did in real life.
The door way above leads to the back porch room, now known as Oliver’s room.