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The search for appropriate height bar chairs goes on.
And on.
And on……
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After 4 more stores we found one.
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The husband gave it a test drive and was less than thrilled, with the design and the comfort level, but at that point we were ready to settle. Problem was that chair was the only one…. in the entire store. None in the back. None at the factory.
But this?
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This you could buy 5 times over.
Wow.
The 70’s are calling…. they want their velvet back.
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We found this chair at the next store. It was the right height, but had a tiny seat that was surely designed by the Marquis de Sade.
At the 6th store we visited that day, when we despaired of ever finding anything… we sucked it up and realized we’d have to pay a small fortune and go custom.
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Working with a salesman, we chose this.
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I won’t tell you what they cost per, but trust me….. it was enough to make you catch your breath.
So just when we were ready to pluck down a massive down payment to get the ball rolling, we were told that due to the pandemic….. the wait time on production was 12 plus weeks.
We’d have to wait 3 months to sit at our bar? Damn.
I didn’t like it…. but I liked the swivel, large seated, comfortable, attractive option so I was willing.
Husband on the other hand, was not.
The search continues.
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River's world..... 