For a bungalow kitchen, ours is a pretty sweet setup. We have an eat-in area, a dishwasher, and plenty of storage space– particularly with the pantry shelves in the rear addition. But one item in the kitchen has been a pain since the day we bought the house: the breadbox drawer.
This was the only metal drawer in the kitchen and it was supposed to operate on rails at the connection between the drawer sides and a top panel concealed inside the cabinet. The trouble was that the rail was broken on one side and it would cause the drawer to fall out of place if the drawer was pulled with anything other than a slow, gentle, perfectly perpendicular force. Sometimes it would fall then, too.
We could have managed with this annoyance indefinitely if we didn’t have to use the drawer very often, but it happens to be the best location for breakfast cereal, so we probably use the drawer at least once a day.
Last Wednesday, I finally snapped. I was getting my son some cereal from the drawer as an afternoon snack, applying a slow, gentle, perfectly perpendicular force to the drawer when– clunk! — it dropped crookedly off its track. In frustration, I yanked the drawer from the cabinet, tossed it to the floor and started taking measurements for lumber to build a replacement.
Thursday morning I made a run to the big orange box for some plywood and that night I started building the new drawer. This was the kind of job that table saws were made for, but because I don’t have a table saw I had to make due with my circular saw and a straight edge. In addition to cutting the lumber to size I also cut a groove in the sides to accept the bottom panel. The groove required multiple passes with the circular saw, and I have to say, I’m
shocked impressed they came out so well. The grooves were tight and even with the bottom and consistent from board to board.
Friday I finished the assembly with glue, clamps and nails, and modified the kitchen cabinet to replace some necessary support boards that had been removed to accomodate the breadbox set-up. Come Saturday, our cereal was back in place in the new drawer and ready for a clunk-free breakfast. And what did my son want for breakfast that day? A smoothie.