Updated in “unabashed tacky” circa 1960, this old farmhouse kitchen will never appear in Architectural Digest. Still, what was lost of the original historic character is made up in retro homey quaintness. Didn’t we all sit down at some point at one of those icons of American modernism, the quintessential chrome and Formica kitchen table?
This table makes me think I need a cookie and a glass of Ovaltine.
Notice the aqua Linoleum tile on the walls. I actually halfway cleaned the kitchen yesterday, so I decided I’d better take pictures quick before I messed it up again.
The Linoleum tile goes all the way around the kitchen. The countertop is more Formica.
I love the kitchen sink with its view onto the meadow bottom leading down to the creek with the hills beyond. In the evenings, sometimes a dozen deer graze along the banks. I love to watch them. The window is aluminum-framed, single-paned. It cranks outwards, but not quite all the way back in. Just one of those things you notice when it’s zero degrees.
The cabinets are also….something. In 1960, they were giddy with their newfound ability to make fake stuff.
The farmhouse is filled with vintage pieces from famous West Virginia glass houses like Fenton and Blenko. The glass gets dusty. I dust it twice a year, spring and fall. When I first moved here, both of the open side cupboards at the sides of the window were filled with glass, and also all along the tops of the cupboards. My Great-Aunt Ruby was a collector of many things, particularly glass, bells, salt and pepper shakers, and Nativity scenes.
The cupboard above left still holds glass, but we had to pack up the glass on top of the other cupboard after the cupboard started coming off the wall. We got the cupboard screwed on again but haven’t put the glass back. Nothing like walking into the kitchen one day and seeing a cupboard coming off the wall with all that vintage glass on top of it to give you a panic attack. I started using the space for extra storage instead.
I did mention that I only halfway cleaned the kitchen up, right?
The curtain to the side of the refrigerator leads to the bedroom with no door. Great-Aunt Ruby didn’t like doors.
Look! More aqua Linoleum tile on the wall!
You didn’t miss the Linoleum floor, did you? It’s…..hideous, in a cute 1960s way….. Through the doorway, you step down (you’re always stepping up or down or slanted in this house) to the dining room. I converted it to an office and use the table as a desk. See the cabinet filled with more glass.
Taking down the glass, one piece at a time, washing and drying, putting it all back, takes an entire day. I broke a piece one time. Don’t tell. Notice the cool antique telephone on the wall.
There’s some cool something or other everywhere you look in this house. I like the spinning wheel in the corner of the dining room. It makes me feel like I’m in a Disney movie.
From here, you can see out into the cellar porch. The cellar porch is an addition that connected the main house to the old cellar, which is entered through a low door to the right in the cellar porch. In the summer, it’s airy and bright. In the winter, it’s freezing cold and bright. The door to the outside doesn’t quite shut. Bet you guessed that already…. It’s also what passes as the laundry room.
Now I think I’m gonna go sit at the table and eat a cookie. Anybody got some Ovaltine? I wonder if Petticoat Junction is on…..