Ah, my old nemesis. The origin of so many disappointing birthday presents(i.e. those off-brand G.I. Joes whose hands never quite grasped the weaponry of the originals), tacky holiday ornaments, and Peeps. After two decades of frequenting this CVS, I am at once please and disappointed to report that very little has changed. It still stocks smarmy greeting cards, still lacks a freezer capable of storing any variety of ice cream. Unlike many renovated grocery stores, you won’t find takeout options, hummus, faux gourmet offerings, produce, or makeup worth a dime. Toe nail clippers, index cards, and battery-powered flashlights abound. But this CVS does boast one distinct asset: Its pharmacy. The members of my family seem to have come into contact with every known disease short of typhoid and TB these past few years. The oxen are alive, but perhaps only thanks to the wonderful people at the pharmacy. In addition to preparing medicines as prescribed in a timely manner, the pharmacists here(from Bernie to Pam with so many others in between) pay careful attention to their work. On no fewer than three occasions, they noted that my mother’s various specialists had carelessly prescribed medications which, if taken together, could have had potentially fatal outcomes. Were I to fill a prescription, this is where I would visit. 2.5 stars for retail 5 stars for pharmacy 4 stars overall