A small redo - reach in fridge

This is a story about a redo...in my restaurant! (there will be more coming, but these will be slow and far between!) When we rented our space - we bought about 90% of what was housed inside. Including this beauty:

It was a dive bar in it's former life, so this fit right in. But it didn't fit the direction we were going. Originally I was going to paint right over the stickers, but found that with a LOT of hard work (and loss of fingernails) I could peel them off. I knew that would render me a better finished look. Once all the stickers were taken off this is what we had:

But that wasn't enough for me! The fridges around it were all black and I wanted this to fit in - as opposed to standing out. So I spray painted it black (primer plus paint!). Not once, not twice, but three times! My business partner was more than concerned about the fumes! So here it is after it's painting:

I'm pleased with it. It sits behind a bar, so it isn't overly scrutinized on a daily basis. If this was in my kitchen - I'd probably done more work on it. I tried to sand some of the sticker/stickiness off which you can see on the bottom part of the fridge. It equaled scratches so I abandoned that. And some of the stickiness just didn't come out (you can see some of the outlines still). But it fits in overall....maybe one day I'll take a picture of the whole line ;-)

Comments

Hannah said…

looks great to me!

April 23, 2012 at 5:18 AM

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