We are living with columns. Again Historicism, which I call the era of objects made for the bourgeoisie. This credenza - I beg your pardon, because it is more a piece of architecture - is a heirloom. It belonged to the great-grandfather of my husband. We know, it's since 1921 in our apartment, but we believe it is older and was transferred from another apartment, when the family moved in. I love this gigantic credenza. Until today it is used as a beautiful storage furniture for tableware. But I have to admit, it is a hell to clean it. I'm sure the great-grandmother had a cook and a parlor maid! Must have been nice to be rich.
Sadly some pieces from the decoration on the top are missing. They were burnt in the oven during WWII.
By the way, the shiny white spot on the marble is the disputable porcelain cabaret.