Magic Chef
Last night, I helped my friend Ling move a crazy-ass 42-inch plasma TV from her boyfriend's apartment to hers. (Why didn't HE move it? Good question. He was outta town, the dirty bugger, and she needed it moved NOW.)
Anyway, when I got to her place, she had a great little stovetop. A 1970s Magic Chef range with a "Whistling Kettle" resting atop. It was a scene straight out of childhood. I loved it.
I love fake woodgrain anything, so I had to get a photo.
Was this photo worth the hassle of schlepping a massive TV from Bed-Stuy to the Upper East Side? I don't know. But I'm happy to have taken it.
Magic Chef
Last night, I helped my friend Ling move a crazy-ass 42-inch plasma TV from her boyfriend's apartment to hers. (Why didn't HE move it? Good question. He was outta town, the dirty bugger, and she needed it moved NOW.)
Anyway, when I got to her place, she had a great little stovetop. A 1970s Magic Chef range with a "Whistling Kettle" resting atop. It was a scene straight out of childhood. I loved it.
I love fake woodgrain anything, so I had to get a photo.
Was this photo worth the hassle of schlepping a massive TV from Bed-Stuy to the Upper East Side? I don't know. But I'm happy to have taken it.