Blog
moving day
October 9, 2010
The espresso machine never fit behind the bar to begin with; the drawings were different from what I’ll call material reality by about three feet, which, it turns out, could house an espresso machine pretty nicely. Without the three feet, however, we were left with an awkward table in the kitchen. It was so awkward, as was the coffeemaker in the waiters’ station that left us no counter space, that we ended up moving both of them, the espresso maker for the second time and the coffee maker for the first. 
As it turns out, the wall is an obstacle course of weird framing (it was originally supposed to be a pass-through to the dishwasher station, which also moved) and plumbing (hand sink, sewer vent, coffee machine). So after four exhausting holes in the wall and a nail-bitingly close call with the sawzall and the sewer vent, we have power, so we can move the machines, create some space where there was none and work only slightly awkwardly as opposed to incredibly awkwardly. It makes moving the outlet by the back door seem like a cakewalk.

