Spaces and places

Where you eat is almost as important as what you eat. And under the right circumstances can mean so much more. Soft light and comfy chairs, walls that envelop you, make you feel home, sometimes the feeling makes up for food that may be flat or off or just meh. I'm perfectly fine with my dining room now, in fact, I'm ecstatic to even have a dining room. It's got light grey walls and haphazard furniture, a crappy old radio and hundreds of books, but its got four chairs and can sit six relatively comfortably and there's a sideboard that holds lots of wine within arm's reach.

But I still think about what my perfect dining room would look like, what it would feel like. Right now I'm loving these:

{via Erin ever After }

I love how this room still feels light and airy, despite the dark walls.

{Freeman's in NY, image unknown}

So, I love Freeman's, mostly because it's just so "American" in a 1890's New York way. It's got animal heads on the wall, spindly chairs, cramped tables. It makes me feel like I'm in some old tavern. The food's not that great, the service is kind of slow, and the wait for brunch is insane, but the interiors are my favorite. I want to recreate it in my house so I can eat there every day, but without a 20 minute wait for coffee that can only be served by "THE" coffee guy. (Seriously? What's up with that? It's Sunday, I'm hungover, I've waited 2 hours to eat, and now, though you admit you are my server and that yes, your job is to serve me, YOU cannot serve me coffee. That's some other guy's job. It's been ages since I've eaten there and that STILL bugs me. End rant).