onward, kitchen soldiers! {pot farm!}

My sister came home for a visit last summer.  She lives in Alaska where she eats fresh muskox, sunbathes nude, doesn't wear deodorant, and doesn't shave.

Perhaps you really are what you eat.

not my actual sister

She's extremely opinionated (she would argue this description and say that she's simply right...about everything).

Her latest crusade is to rid all households of every ounce of aluminum.  "THOSE POTS ARE MADE OF ALUMINUM!  Don't use them unless you want to get ALZHEIMER'S!"

I replied, "Who are you and how did you get past my security trolls?!?  Don't eat my dog!!!"

I have an old set of pots (Phil bought them a long time ago--a very nice set) that are aluminum.  Gina freaked out.

So like a good little sheeple, I followed her to Costco where I bought a beautiful, shiny new set of stainless steel pots and pans.  They really are lovely.

I got home, ready to purge the offending aluminum, when I re-read the bottom of the pots.  WEAR-EVER ALUMINUM (Plus Stainless Inner-Clad)..... Oops.

And made in the USA. Yeah, like I'm going to get rid of those.

But I really liked my shiny new baubles, and since they weren't made in China, I decided to keep the lot.

The fact I'd already ripped the box open may have had something to do with it.

My first new kitchenware set!

But now I need somewhere to put all this crap.  Because my pantry is still the dumping ground tool shed.

My husband is a dang genius and designed a pot rack for my new toys. We stole were given some FREE rough-sawn cedar from our neighbor.  It used to be the paneling in their old restaurant!

Phil measured and cut the frame, and using his Kreg pocket screw Jig, drilled the pocket holes for the screws to connect the pieces.

It's Eddie-approved.

We bought 3/4" copper pipe, elbows, threaded fittings, and cast iron floor flanges to attach them to the frame. Philly (my hubby) soldered the fittings to the elbows, inserted the fittings into the flanges, then screwed them to the frame.

 

Don't hate me because I've got 2 inches on the window frame.

We bought a bunch of copper pipes because we thought copper would be cool.

The crossbars are not soldered to the elbows, allowing hooks to be added or subtracted at a later date.

Something is still not quite right...ahhh...there it is!

I printed and cut out my letters, tacked them to my board, then traced them.  Phil played with his router, then I filled the letters in with antique copper metallic craft paint.

I was initially going to add a marijuana leaf to the sign, but Phil was mortified.

"We're going to have neighbors over and they're going to think we smoke pot!"

Me: "What neighbors?  We have no friends.  No one is coming over.  Even if they do, do you suppose they have no sense of humor like you? Besides, it's our damn house and I'll do what I like."

In an attempt to foster an acceptable blood-pressure level, I decided to leave off the leaf.

But just for fun:

 
And seriously people...have you seen the action on my Pot Farm Hometalk post?  It's insane.

If you missed part one of Kitchen Soldiers! you can find it HERE.

If you missed part two of Kitchen Soldiers! you can find it HERE.


Coming up on Kitchen Soldiers!:

Crown Royal!

Stay tuned....


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