"Auntie, what's a credenza?"
"It's like a bureau for an office. It has doors and shelves for storage."
This was part of a conversation I had with my nephew last week. I was describing how the installers got the three six foot long credenzas out of the truck, through the factory, and into the conference room. It was not an easy feat.
But, as we say here in New England, we are wicked proud of it.