IKEA, oh you deceptive bastard you. You had us all fooled, what with your clean blue and yellow storefront, those simple price tags, the cheap flatware and those bean bag chairs for a buck. We thought is was cute when you’d give everyday items exotic, fantasy names like “Oomla” or “Reballva”.
Yes, you charmed us all. And then I bought real furniture from you.
It was a kitchen island – freestanding, 4′ x 3′, butcher block-topped island with pull out drawers on one side and simple shelves on the other. We’d be mulling over the prospect of an island for some time, but every price we saw for kitchen cabinets was astronomical. Seriously – what makes a cabinet in the kitchen so much more damned expensive than any other piece of furniture? I ain’t talking about gold-trimmed or mohagony carved by Amazon shamans, I’m talking about simple birch or birch-like cabinets. You ever hear someone talk about spending $40,000 on a kitchen? $30,000 goes into the cabinets!
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