NOT Burning in Preservation Hell
About two years ago I did a post about burning in preservation hell.
This is what happens to people who screw up old houses.
You might want to read the post again, here.
In the post, I outed myself as having earned points to Preservation Hell by removing a portion of the original butler’s pantry so the archaic floor plan of the house would better suit modern living.
I had debated this change for two years before actually doing it, and was careful to retain all the vital cabinet bits so the change could be reversed somewhere down the line by a later owner.
It just never occurred to me that I would be the one reversing.
A few months after making the change, the first inkling of doubt crept into my brain.
During the Bo visit in March, 2017, a number of discoveries were made, including one really interesting one in the south long hall, which I articulated in mind-numbing detail here.
The discovery involved a curious “arch” that had been mostly removed. Oh! And I suddenly had a desperate desire to recreate this fascinating lost feature but…I could not because the new door in the butler’s pantry was exactly where the eastern part of the arch was.
Poo.
Then, last September…
A third factor was my ever-increasing awareness of just how special the Cross House is in terms of being so original. I knew this, of course, from day one and this was one of the reasons I purchased the house. But, during my five years of ownership, I have visited a lot of other fabulous old homes and am continually struck by how remuddled so many old home are. Thus, with each passing year, my appreciation of the historic integrity of the Cross House grows.
These three things culminated in a startling thought: I should reverse what I did.
At first, I dismissed the thought. What was done was done, and I really did enjoy the vastly better flow through the house.
The thought though nagged at me: I should reverse what I did.
And nagged: I should reverse what I did.
So then, I kinda sorta toyed with the idea, and began to shift my traffic pattern in the house by avoiding the hole in the butler’s pantry. Was, I thought, a circuitous route really that bad?
Then my preservation instincts just took over, and proclaimed: Fuck your better route! PUT BACK THE BUTLER’S PANTRY!
Golly. Such language.
And so, my dear readers, I am here to out myself once again.
I am now officially reversing, and putting back the butler’s pantry bits.
The parts I removed two years ago (six drawers and two solid tall doors) will go back. With Doug’s recreated bits back, the pantry will return to as it was, cabinet-wise, in 1894.
All the wood needs to be stripped of later paint and varnished. An ugh task.
I purchased a period-correct gas/electric ceiling fixture, and a type intended for a pantry.
I will be having the plaster analyzed to ascertain the original paint color, and will recreate this.
When the butler’s pantry is fully restored, it will be wondrous petite space, with richly glowing wood, a shimmering nickel sink, and all gently lighted from a period-correct ceiling fixture.
And the moral of the story?
Historic beauty is more important than modern comfort.
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I’m loving this reversal! I think you’d have found that the entry via the pantry was too narrow anyway, if you’re holding bags of groceries. Also – you park in the back, don’t you? Right at the kitchen stairs….or your servant will 🙂
I am thrilled that you are putting the pantry back to original. I too am sort of a stickler for original. Especially since the majority of the house is original. Always trust your instincts.
Plus, the longer route will just give you more opportunities to enjoy the beauty of the house 🙂
One of the parts I enjoy most about your blog is how you share your thoughts and evolution of your plans and ideas. It pulls us into your journey of learning and discovery. It’s so much better than the most polished and scripted “reality” programming could be.
To the last line in your post: I one hundred and fifty thousand percent agree. I’m SO happy you put it back…YAY!! And I’m also happy that there is at least one other crazy person like me in the world (which I already knew many, MANY of your posts ago lol).
After restoring several late Victorians I’ve moved onto my other passion: mid century. And I’m absolutly sick of having to justify why I’ve spent money to restore a pink or blue bathroom for example… or why I haven’t “opened up the kitchen”. Because if I wanted a 90s house with no walls I would have bought one…duh.
You restore 1950s pink bathrooms?
I bow to you, Brian.
And yellow and blue and green and black & white…Send me an email and I’ll reply with pics!
At this moment you are the servant of the house.
We all knew you would keep all the pieces.
Thank Goodness!!!!
Maybe put some kind of trolley near the door that you can set the groceries on and wheel into the kitchen? I love the reversal, but as someone who is way too young to be so physically weak, I understand fully your desire to make the route to the kitchen shorter.
Sorry for the dumb question but why not go through the area with the boxes marked 1 and 2?
Hi, Angela!
#1 and #2 are the laundry chute and dumb-waiter. They have to stay!
Not fair! Between this and your deciding to learn plastering over sheet rock now gives me nothing to hold over your head when you comment on my restoration. Damn you, damn you!!!
My evil plan is now…complete.
I believe the answer is plain and simple. Ross, you need a servant.
Brilliant, Victoria!
All my problems are now solved!
I will volunteer! I like the room on the third floor, and I need to do more stairs, according to my personal trainer. Problem solved.
Could you open the bathroom to the kitchen instead?
Not if I want to keep it original.
What about a secret door? I know nothing about this, but with this you can keep the pantry and have a door, if the drawers are on the door… But perhaps the space is too narrow for this
I was going to suggest this too. I love a secret door!
Lady Cross picked you for a reason!
This decision makes my heart smile.
It’s especially amazing how original the house remains considering that it was broken up into motel rooms. You are such a role model to myself and so many others. Keep up the good work! It’s my dream that if I ever get to drive cross-country to visit family, that we will come through Kansas and visit.
Ohhh! A potential Bethany visit!
Squee!!!!!!!!
Thank you. Thought you had lost your mind 2 years ago!
I lost my mind a very long time ago!
“Historic beauty is more important than modern comfort.”
Well said, Sir.
That observation bears similarities with a sentiment of the great art critic John Ruskin, who felt comfort perpetually interferes with good taste. William Morris, whose advice as a founding member of the Society for the Protection of Ancient Buildings should surely save an old house owner from Preservation Hell, was alleged to have said “If you want comfort, go to bed!”
This makes me very happy. Can’t wait to see all the bits back in place. Though replacing the wall will be a lot of work for you.
This makes me very happy! I, too, thought you had lost your mind two years ago. This post gave me an excuse to re-read that exciting post from two years ago as well. And besides, I love complex floor plans–so much more interesting.
Love, Love, Love! “Fuck your better route! PUT BACK THE BUTLER’S PANTRY!” Way to go Ross. It was the right thing to do.
“FUCK your better route!”
Easily my FAVORITE line in several years of reading your blog.
Hear! Hear!
besides, if you really humble yourself, you could come in the butlers entrance with those bags of groceries like god meant you to do. less tracking up the rest of the house.
With a house that beautiful, I don’t think you or I would mind taking the long route to the kitchen. Gives you more time to enjoy all that you’ve done!
Nice to meet you, Eric!
Note: about two years after making this change, I reversed it! Keep reading!
Ah, such good news – My faith took a big hit when I read that pantry-modifying decision, but you have redeemed yourself. Good man!
Glad you were able to admit the mistake and turn back. I wonder if you’ll also see the error in cutting holes in the base board for the outlets instead of cutting holes in the plaster. Just like the wiring bob put in became obsolete, I wonder if 100 years from now someone will be cursing the guy who cut holes in the woodwork to install these outdated electrical outlets. (Maybe everything will become wireless and run off a Tesla coil in the basement). But either way it’s all good, as since you saved the house from ruin I feel youre entitled to a few modifications. Just like the mouse modifications could be frowned on, they also saved the house, so do what you have to do.