Okay, here's the Back Story (the BS, remember?)...
I believe it was the-summer-of-the-dresser, and we were in town one day with my future in-laws. As we drove past a storage building for the cement company, I noticed a sign in front of the door which read "Men's Garage Sail." That is not a typo, it was really spelled incorrectly.
We had to stop.
Inside were various items needed for a man cave, like thingamajigs and whachamacallits. There was a table in the back covered with hand tools ~ hammers, pliers, screwdrivers. The sign taped to the table said, "tabel $5." Seriously. I approached the saleslady to ask about the sign. She cut me off and said, "no, it's not for the items on the table, it's for the table itself."
My husband and his parents thought I was nuts.
It was missing a few drawers, but I knew it would be an easy fix. After a bit of pleading on my part, we loaded the table on their truck.
We swapped out the old legs because I wanted to make it counter height, as I planned on using it like a kitchen island. Along with making new drawers, my FIL also reinforced the new legs with framework (I call it the I bar). I stained it to match the rest of the woodwork in the house, and used the same knobs as the rest of the cabinets.
This is one of my favorite pieces, and we get many, many, many compliments on our kitchen island/table.