NARROW DINING ROOM TABLE. HALF MOON END TABLE.
Narrow Dining Room Table
- A room in a house or hotel in which meals are eaten
- A dining room is a room for consuming food. In modern times it is usually adjacent to the kitchen for convenience in serving, although in medieval times it was often on an entirely different floor level.
- dining room: a room used for dining
- The Dining Room is a play by the American playwright A. R. Gurney. It was first produced in New York, New York at the Studio Theatre of Playwrights Horizons, opening January 31, 1981.
- make or become more narrow or restricted; "The selection was narrowed"; "The road narrowed"
- a narrow strait connecting two bodies of water
- A narrow channel connecting two larger areas of water
- not wide; "a narrow bridge"; "a narrow line across the page"
- a set of data arranged in rows and columns; "see table 1"
- Present formally for discussion or consideration at a meeting
- a piece of furniture having a smooth flat top that is usually supported by one or more vertical legs; "it was a sturdy table"
- Postpone consideration of
- postpone: hold back to a later time; "let's postpone the exam"
narrow dining room table - Powell "Mission
Powell "Mission Oak" Magazine Cabinet Table
This functional table is perfect to keep everything within arms reach beside a recliner, sofa, or bed. The front features concealed storage on one side behind a door with faux drawer face, and open storage on the other side. Wipe-clean surface pull-out shelf is for beverages and snacks. A magazine rack is on the back. Rich "Mission Oak" finish is accented with traditionally styled "Mission Gray" hardware. Some assembly required.
Here's a table that can create big organization almost anywhere in the house--and all with a small, space-efficient footprint. Powell's Mission Oak cabinet table offers a roomy top for a lamp or display items and an easy-to-clean slide-out shelf for extra space or serving. Underneath, two open shelves stack next to a false drawer-front with hidden storage behind. The back of the table also has a roomy magazine rack. Crafted with the Mission style's classic simplicity and sturdy elegance, this piece features a rich, warm exterior oak veneer, arched bottom rails, and simple, inset side panels. The Mission Gray pull handles add a bit of handsome decoration. The table measures 22-1/2 inches wide by 18-1/8 inches deep by 24 inches high. Some assembly is required. --Kara Karll
green balcony door. france.
click on all sizes above picture to see larger view Thursday 30 july today we went to a part of france that has its own language and flag – catalonia. we started in Perpignan and explored the tiny, narrow streets and many small squares of the old city that dates back to 1200s. In some ways it reminded us of Venice (with out the canals). Everywhere there were small art shops and galleries, cafes, bakeries and food shops that sold traditional Catalonian food (we have an exceptional apple tart for desert tonight). The windows of the old houses were filled with flowers and the shutters were painted a wide hue of colors. The street signs were in both French and Catalan. There was a greater concentration, in a small area, of upscale shops than in Paris. Naturally, we forgot our resolve not to buy anything more for Helena and now she will be the most sophisticated (at least in dress) of the kindergarten students at her school. Then it was a drive into the foothills of the Pyrenees, to Ceret. Ceret is set in the hills among the orchards and is a guide book perfect town with its narrow medieval streets and buildings, its perfect squares, its enormous trees and its laid backed atmosphere. It is the kind of place you do not want to leave. We left four hours later. Besides being famous for its cherries it is also famous for its art and is known as the “Mecca of Cubism.” Picasso, Braque, Soutine, Matisse, Gris and other painters worked here in the 20s and 30s and we were able to view there works at the local modern art museum and then go see the actual site of the painting within the environs of the town. Some what like our utrillo experience in Paris. . We ate lunch at a small restaurant in one of the squares where everyone seemed animated, including the waiter who was always laughing. We had the Catalonian tapa plate for two (it could easily have feed four or more). It was different from Spanish tapas. We started with toasted bread and olive oil and tomatoes and excellent local cured ham. Then a platter that contained a dish of cold shrimps, and a dish of stew of chicken, meat, sausage and vegetables and two dishes of a lightly fried vegetables, fish and calamari. All washed down with a half liter of local rose (4 euro for the wine). We sat eating surrounded by the colors and textures of this old European town and both said that not only are we not eating out on our return home, but also we are not leaving our house and patio….there are no “magnificant sights” to see. From Ceret it was a long drive to Collioure, a gem of a Mediterranean port and vacation spot. That Matisse settled here gives you the idea of how charming the town is with its cobbled streets and colorful fishing boats in the harbor. It is so popular that it was impossible to find parking anywhere. We ended up illegally parking in the lot of a restaurant high above the town just to get a good look at it and then take some pictures. Getting out of town took some doing as the streets, most one way, were packed with cars. We made what we thought was a poor choice of streets to turn into and expected a long slow up hill drive and then the same down hill – but luckily we followed the car in from who seemed to know how to turn into garbage filled back alleys and get us back to the center of town and to the street that led out of town. All this driving was a challenge, especially in a shift car. Frequently you drove from one traffic circle to another. Perhaps six within half of one mile. The circles have no lights and right of way goes to the cars already in the circle. There are often four or five different directions off the circle. You have to be alert, aggressive, know where you want to get out of the circle and position the car accordingly – and be sure not to stall out you car at the yield signs. having lived and driven in Europe for many years certainly helped us be relaxed with the driving situation. all in all, European drivers are much better, much more courteous and drive in a more responsible way than US drivers. European drivers, surprise of surprises, know that cars have directional signals and always use them – they never hog the passing lanes and although they love their cell (mobile) phones you never see them use one while driving. Nine hours later back at our local cafE…a beer for Neal and coffee for me. tuesday night, at dinner at the outdoor cafE in town, we were told that we needed to make a reservation if we wanted to eat paella at the local fest on saturday. so i went into the bakery where the reservations were supposedly being taken and was told that the paella reservations were “complet”, all sold out. Well not one to accept “complet” i, in my best and getting better french, talked to two men we knew (sort of…we had seen them at dinner from dinner tuesday night) and told them our tale of woe. One of the men called the women in charge of the paella and she said no – he then went to see her and talked her into not only reserving pae
Center table decor
... the servers used this shelf to place the platters/plates as they served the dinners. Overall impression: With a modern and sleek dining room, high banquet leather seating lining both sides of the narrow dining room fit for 30, and a well lit front bar area, Kaiseki-Sakura fits both the criteria of a 21st century fine dining establishment, yet welcoming enough allow diners to visit its Village central locale. Friendly, efficient and patient staff guide your experience with thorough explanations of dish significance, ingredient sources and preparations, while the kitchen fulfilled their job to wow the audience. We did applaud Chef Daisuke Izutsu's creativity in each successive course, and agreed if one were to eat with their eyes alone, that we would have been well satisfied. Unfortunately, our group was not wowed by the cooked fish preparations (a pity as cooked foods are a main stay in this type of cuisine), the overuse of miso and/or MSG, the moulted appearance of seared foie (was this a forced appearance of the delicacy to justify the escalated pricing of our meal? JC was quick to note that she had the 8 course omakase a month ago for $80 vs. our increased $100), and dishes that were a little too busy, and modernized (read fusion-eque) to be classified as an authentic kaiseki experience. However, the kitchen does win favours for fulfilling the motto of being kaiseki, by following the ingredients of the season, changing its menu quite literally as the leaves change colour on a tree. I am also impressed by the kitchen's ability to adapt quickly to food sensitivities and would be curious to see what might be served a few months down the line. I have confidence that Chef Izutsu and staff will have their kinks (i.e. hire a chef who can cook fish – Can I repeat my love for Charles' amazing sears at Mistral?) worked out by that time. At least I've satisfied my curiosity and now know that is nothing like the real deal found in Japan. Now if only I can find a generous benefactor to support my noble cause…