Browsing here is pretty comparable to sifting through your Grandmother’s basement… or attic… or maybe if she was really messy, her living room. There’s stuff *everywhere* — in every nook and cranny… old albums, and lighters, and fur coats… together with a myriad of other bits and bobs, plus mirrors and chairs and larger furniture. It’s a true hodgepodge hobgoblin of a store — it will suck you in and play impish tricks on you in the same way that curiously rummaging through your Grandmother’s amassed belongings might — insatiable wonderment about what’s under this pile or that — you really have no idea what you may see next, so there’s an enjoyable bit of a treasure hunting mystique to the whole experience. The woman who runs this place is equally intriguing… and very helpful. Though it’s hit in miss in terms of what they have, there a good chance that you might stumble upon some pretty reasonable and fantastic furniture pieces here… and heaven’s knows what else!
