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The third picture shows the humble beginnings of this project. A pile of silverware in a cheap plastic keeper, with our expensive knives tossed in for an added risk…”Hey kids! Step right up! Reach right in and maybe you’ll pull back a bloody finger!” My wife inherited her mother’s silverware (which matched ours) so now we have well, a lot! So much in fact that she has the other half still stored in the attic. She also likes to entertain occasionally and I’ve seen where she sets out handfuls of silverware in little baskets with ribbons and flowers! (Wives are just so cutesy aren’t they?) So this unit is designed to be removed (handles) just for that purpose. I also designed it to accommodate our good knives, keeping them separated and to protect the edge from little fingers.
There were no plans as I designed the whole unit in my head using only occasional measurements. The wood is 100% reclaimed (100+ year old), 7/8” thick hard maple flooring that I planed to 1/2” thick. Planing that stuff is interesting as every now and then you sense the aroma of old spilled beer, or apple pie, or something. It definately does not smell like fresh maple! I wonder if I’ll someday smell a turkey dinner, but apparently the turkey never hit the floor. They must’ve never owned a house dog or cat either! The wood is also very hard on the planer blades as well.
The corners are joined with a simple rabbet, glue and 18ga nails. The bottom is a sheet of Luann. I know it’s a blasphemy to paint hardwood, but I wanted it to match her cabinets. And it’s really not painted…It’s pickled! I was surprised that it did match the first time! I also left the interior natural as kind of a contrast, ya know? It’s all a big experiment. The interior corners were an experimental attempt to add a little flair to the butt joint. I dunno…it’s different.
Anyhow, she came out to the (lab) last night and guessed at the surprise (I’m not tellin’ ya what I’m making.) unit. I tried to tell her that it was a tray for storeing my sockets and ratchet handles but I accidently paused to think, and that gave it away. Anyhow, she loves it and I guess that’s all that matters right?
-- Bob Vila would be so proud of you!