When I bought the house there was no source of heat on the second floor. Just gravity. I thought I would give it a try, and I froze the first winter.


We knew that the sandblasting was risky, because if there are any weak spots it can create holes, and then it is all over, folks. But we decided it was worth it. New radiators for the second floor were out of the question. I’m so glad we took the chance.
I sincerely hope this paint job will last for years, decades even. About a year after the radiators were finished, I saw pictures (I’m sorry, I don’t remember where) of someone else who had done the same thing, only they had their radiators painted a dark metallic bronze. They were really gorgeous. Now I have bronze envy. I briefly wished we had thought of the dark bronze, but I am very happy with the engine silver anyway. Maybe we will go bronze if it ever needs done again.



First, that I had plenty of room under the spigot to scrub my hands without scraping my knuckles against the sink.
Second, that I could turn the knobs easily, and possibly with the back or heels of my hands, so I have minimal contact with them. For me, that meant lever-style handles.
Third, that they could be easily cleaned, with few nooks and crannies for gunk to build up.
We were determined to get the deepest sink we could find, but we ran into a bit of a snag. We found out that our choices would be rather limited because we had a width restriction. I think there were about three models for us to choose from. We picked one we like, and I am very happy with it. The sinks with three bowls are awfully nice, though, if only one would have fit.

