Here is the truck hired specially to bring the stove to her new home. She came to us from an elderly man named Salvador who was moving out of his home. His grandson Gabriel says Salvador kissed the stove before she left. Salvador's wife Rachel cooked many fine meals on the stove. Rachel passed away in 1987.
DH seems to be pretty excited at her arrival.
We uncrated her in the front yard as the pallet would not go through the front door. Several men in the neighborhood came over to help navigate the dolly. She weighs 381 pounds and they had to lift her up steps a couple of times. Thanks, guys.
It's amazing to me that we had exactly the correct space for her, even though our previous stove was 30" in width. DH knew I wantd a large, old, stove, but we were thinking 36", not 40. Yet, here she is, tucked in.
Unfinished wall to your right.
She's 50 years old and she's been used for, well, cooking. She had a little buildup. I spent the day yesterday cleaning her with lots of TLC. Good results!
Every piece arrived intact, and cleaned beautifully. This stove was built to last.
If you know us, you may remember our dear neighbor named Rachel who passed away two years ago. Rachel was delighted with our work on our house and she and her husband gave us several antiques: a bronze chandelier for the bathroom, a walnut-framed beveled mirror (weighs a ton!) and several true Art Deco sconces and matching chandelier from a movie house in Boston. Rachel supported our ideas, kissed our grandbaby, and was so pleased every time we stopped in to see her. She was brave to the end.
We were delighted to hear that our stove's first owner (Salvador's wife) was also named Rachel. In memory of both Rachel's, our new stove has been named for them.
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