Trojan Horse

Infiltration was achieved and the apartment was breeched 48 hours before schedule. The enemy (family members, but what of it...)arrived at 15:02 and surveyed the premises. One of the team members was unable to make the later 7/17 opening and pulled rank. I stood against the entry hall wall like a chef in prep mode.

Soon the doors will be open to all sorts of riff-raff (other family members and dear friends) and they will cart in their opinions, wheel barrels full. We're tough, we can take it. I am prepared to go to the mat in defense of, for example, the backsplash tile choice. TWO POINTS! REVERSE! Or execute a pick, asserting the validity of our counter top selection. ONE POINT! TAKE DOWN! All comers welcome!

Tastes of the inevitable reveal.










The gloves are off.