A campy piece of mid-century furniture, found by the dumpster at bakingnotwriting’s condo. We call the dumpster – The Giving Dumpster because bakingnotwriting gets so much cool stuff from it like her dog (yes, I said HER DOG, Snapper), a hall tree (just this week), surge protector (in box), white cabinet, vacuum cleaner…and on and on. Everyone wishes they had A Giving Dumpster. Okay, maybe not everyone, but certainly me. And it is all about me, isn’t it?