I have fond memories of this coffee table at my Grandma and Grandpa B's house growing up. There is even a family legend (which is most likely true) of my Grandpa following us babies as we held onto the table and cruised around so he could polish off our grubby handprints!
My Mom has had this table in her living room for a while. Now it has come to live with us. I have no illusions of keeping it handprint free though and am planning on painting it light grey sometime soon.
It fills the space much better than the old ottoman. And it has great details...
I was going to post pictures of this sooner but I just cleared all the clean laundry off the couch today!