With Revati for Nandini
One of the most graceful people I know got hitched and moved to London.Somewhere between hailing a cab and finding your tooth brush, sorting out how you are going to brew a cup of coffee is the foremost priority when setting up shop in a new city. As Vish and Nandini start a exciting new life together at least they will be caffinated
The cabinet has a frame and panel door – with plenty of room for the raised panel to expand in the humid english weather. I messed around with several handles before settling on the simplest design. The rejects are chew toys for the puppy if he can get a handle on them
I managed fairly tight dovetails and through tenons on the carcass.
Inside the cabinet is everything one needs to make a pour-over coffee – from beans to grinder – from cone to pitcher. Anthony Damico and I got the pitcher at the living history museum in Stockholm. If anyone has a chance to go to Sweden – check out the two dozen or so log cabins and fully operational 1920’s woodshop – Anthony patiently watched as I took in all the sites with glee. Several years ago Nandini and I took a pottery class together – it was apt training to appreciate the skills of other.
I had help – Revati pounds through some pretty hard Ash. I think next time around she is going to choose to work with pine or fir.
I nailed the mitered dovetails! I used the brace and bit to clean up most of the mortises – banging through the ash with just the chisel was creating a real racket. It turns out Revati is pretty good at sighting 90 degrees as I drill. She hasn’t realized that she just signed up for a lot of work.
Of much less help was this puppy who begrudgingly bid his time until he could return to his spot on the sofa. We are a far way off from fetching my mallet.
Clara helped me get started on the raised panel.I messed around with a couple of techniques for cutting the panel. I have an antique panel raiser but couldn’t match the results from a skewed rabbet plane.
This thing is invariably going to have to hold up to a lot of spilled coffee; I got about five coats of polyurethane on before we had to jam it in a suit case. After the TSA agent at the airport determined it wasn’t a bomb ,he was really into chatting about all the design choices.
And in an English Cottage: The grand reveal.