Dad is selling his house, and I'm reaping the benefits! (Blatant rip-off of a Jon Lovitz quote, there...)
Seriously, since Dad didn't want to lose his mom's chandelier in the sale, it came to Brooklyn. After a couple months living in the basement, I finally hung it up - in the breakfast nook. We already had lights we liked in the hallway and dining room, which would have been more normal locations for a chandelier, and it amuses me to fancy-up the nook. Trust me, the fancy light is pretty awesome with the repurposed slightly dog chewed butcher block table.