Until now I refrained from discussing the darker side of St Croix. After the past two weeks (and the thought of the week upcoming) I can no longer remain mum about St Croix's scary secret: heinous kitchen and baths.
Hurricane Hugo is the historical benchmark for modern day St Croix. Islanders refer to events as either before or after Hugo. The hurricane ravaged St Croix in 1989 resulting in widespread damage. I must then infer that some manufacturer of white, press-board, pre-fab kitchens flooded the Virgin Islands market with their wares, because the vast majority of homes I've toured, viewed or visited feature these '80s babies.
Forget the cosmetic (a difficult task for the current HGTV generation) and focus on the functional. We live in a humid maritime climate. If sea air demolishes electronics in a scant few years (and yes, it does) how did anyone think press board would stand the test of time. Poseidon snickers at every dilapidated vanity, dysfunctional door and rotting unit.
I am enduring a kitchen remodel. Yes, I welcome the finished result. However, like all cosmetic improvements we undertake be it exercising on the treadmill, submitting to foil highlighting, or suffering any sort of depilatory procedure--the end result is worth it, the during part just sucks.
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