In the Greenbelt co-op where I used to live, the original sinks from the late 1930s were two bowl wall mounted affairs. The deep sink was meant for rinsing laundry when using a wringer or spinner washer and had a bit of a slanted front to it like a laundry sink has for a wash board, which I guess, since it was the depression, some housewives had to use for doing laundry by hand. There was a porcelain drainboard that was meant to sit on top of it for the dish drainer. Many who installed automatic washers hooked the drain hose over the edge of that sink. There was no cabinet under that sink, just the partial white cast iron apron. One neighbor put sort of a privacy curtain around the area and kept her cats' litter box under there. That was fine until one night we were eating in the dining room and one of her cats took the loudest, stinkiest dump I have ever witnessed. It was a real conversation stopper. It might have been a record setter for a domestic cat. The cat was not embarrassed, but she sure was. Martha brought this to mind.[this post was last edited: 12/25/2011-00:44]