I chose white carrara marble because the gray veins pulled together the white cabinets and gray walls. I love marble because it reminds me of a pastry table. When I was young we visited Mackinac Island in Michigan. There were several candy shops on the island. Their specialty was home-made fudge. I remember watching, mesmerized, as a woman in a white apron worked the warm fudge on a long, white, marble-topped, table until it was cool enough to shape and cut. My life-long pursuit of sweets began early.
|Preparing for the tile|
The tile contractor and two assistants spent an entire day laying the tile. They had to cut lots of pieces to go around the electrical outlets and cabinets. Their wet-saw was running all day. It took another half-day to do the grout and seal the marble. They did a beautiful job and we saved ourselves days of frustration and agony. We had made the right decision to have the work done.
|Tile before the grout|
|Tile with grout|
When we removed the cabinet between the windows I really liked the open space. I decided to leave it that way and add shelves.
|Addison hanging the shelves|
Now there were just a few tasks left: paint the trim, touch-up the gray paint, deep clean, and put everything in the kitchen cabinets. Our summer project was nearly complete.