Number One: The old range hood had a big 8" scratch across the front of it that was there when we moved in. Ding-a-ling (Bernie's loving pet name for the previous homeowner who was apparently not as "handy" as he fancied himself to be) probably scratched the hood when he installed it himself. Bernie knows Ding-a-ling installed the previous range hood himself because he used the wrong kind of screws that weren't threaded all the way, so instead of it taking a few minutes to remove the old hood, Bernie had to fight with it for about an hour. We already knew from the gas company that Ding-a-ling ran the gas line to the GE cooktop he put in all by himself, too, without getting it inspected. The stove was leaking gas when we moved in and so little gas was actually getting to the burners that it took 40 minutes to bring a pot of water to a boil. I am so grateful to the nice man from Piedmont Natural Gas for saving our house from blowing up! We replaced the cooktop, refrigerator and wall ovens when the local Home Depot Exp closed and we were able to purchase brand-new Viking appliances out of one of their kitchen displays at a huge discount. Anyway, I digress: Reason number one for replacing the range hood was that the scratch on the front of the old hood got under my skin and bothered me.
Bernie getting ready to install the new range hood |
Here's Bernie right after he installed the range hood in the kitchen and connected the power. He says it was a lot easier to install than he expected. At this point, he hasn't yet installed the in-line ventilation kit (the motor that will suck small children out through the 10" duct) because he's waiting for the Vibration Silencer kit that hasn't been delivered yet.
...But the hood is connected to the power, so the lights work. Hallelujah! I missed having light over the stove! I'm enjoying the undercabinet lights, too -- we put them on a dimmer switch and they are dimmed in this picture.
Today the Vibration Silencer came; it's that thing that looks like a giant Pringles can. Bernie seems to find something funny about this contraption. Oh, and sorry for the vampire eyes -- for some reason the Red Eye Correction tool only wanted to let me fix ONE of Bernie's eyeballs, and I decided that one blue eye and one red one is way creepier than two red eyeballs.
I don't know when Bernie will get a chance to finish the installation of the ventilation system. We've been having an Espresso Crisis of Epic Proportions -- ever since my commercial grinder and espresso machine were relocated to their new home in the butler's pantry, with a special sink and all new plumbing added just to accommodate and pamper said espresso machine -- the lattes have had a strong, intensely unpleasant plasticky chemical taste. I have run the water, I have cleaned and backflushed the machine, and I have investigated online. Bernie used the same pex pipes that are everywhere else in our home, yes he used the kind for potable water with the NSF endorsement, and no he didn't buy the cheapest stuff he could find, but apparently this gross taste is not harmful to my health (snort!) and will dissipate over time. So now I have gone to all this trouble and expense only to go from sublime lattes made in my kitchen, to rotten lousy poisonous lattes made in the butler's pantry. I am so desperate, I could almost -- almost -- drink the coffee at the gas station!
Anyway, Bernie changed out the rubber-lined flexible braided steel hose that runs from my water filter directly to my espresso machine, reasoning that if the chemical taste was originating in the pex tubing it would be removed by the filter before it got to my machine. We're flushing out the boiler tank on the espresso machine right now and tomorrow morning we'll see if there's any improvement. Wish me luck!
1 comment:
Rebecca,
It's lovely to hear from you! :) My wrist is feeling slightly better.
I am really enjoying your remodeling posts. Keep them coming.
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