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      Carmine Street Map is here: http://www.fotolog.net/ronni/?pid=7957089

      Talk about a heartbreaker. Until about two years ago, this was an old-fashioned, family-run hardware store. Perhaps you remember the kind – with rows and rows of little wooden drawers containing every kind and size of nail, screw, nut, bolt and washer you could ever need. And when your handyman disappeared, they knew someone who would do a terrific job and not charge an arm and a leg. It was one of the last of their breed.

      Stores like that were magical. As small as they were, they could almost always come up with anything you asked for. A piece of rope, a can opener, light bulbs of a certain wattage, a window screen in just the right size, broom, dustpan, doormat, the right kind of screwdriver, a pull chain for a lamp. You name it, they had it. I could weep at the loss of that hardware store.

      The replacement, this party and card shop, isn’t even very good at what they purport to be. The selection of cards, gift wrap and ribbon is skimpy, and the stationery department in back has even fewer choices. I use this shop as a last resort when I don’t have time to travel further for what I need.
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Carmine Street Series #5
Carmine Street Tour begins here: <A HREF="http://www.fotolog.net/ronni/?pid=7957089" TARGET=_top>http://www.fotolog.net/ronni/?pid=7957089</A>
Carmine Street Map is here: <A HREF="http://www.fotolog.net/ronni/?pid=7957089" TARGET=_top>http://www.fotolog.net/ronni/?pid=7957089</A>

Talk about a heartbreaker. Until about two years ago, this was an old-fashioned, family-run hardware store. Perhaps you remember the kind – with rows and rows of little wooden drawers containing every kind and size of nail, screw, nut, bolt and washer you could ever need. And when your handyman disappeared, they knew someone who would do a terrific job and not charge an arm and a leg. It was one of the last of their breed.

Stores like that were magical. As small as they were, they could almost always come up with anything you asked for. A piece of rope, a can opener, light bulbs of a certain wattage, a window screen in just the right size, broom, dustpan, doormat, the right kind of screwdriver, a pull chain for a lamp. You name it, they had it. I could weep at the loss of that hardware store.

The replacement, this party and card shop, isn’t even very good at what they purport to be. The selection of cards, gift wrap and ribbon is skimpy, and the stationery department in back has even fewer choices. I use this shop as a last resort when I don’t have time to travel further for what I need.





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Setya On 12/08/2004

R, Portland is calling you, I can hear it!


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Velvetart On 10/08/2004

the world is changing, and I am not sure i like the direction it is going in...


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Zinetv On 09/08/2004

Small hardware stores with magic ability to have the answer to your problems and even tell you how to fix it have almost become a texture of the past. See <A HREF="http://www.fotolog.net/zinetv/?pid=7682257" TARGET=_top>http://www.fotolog.net/zinetv/?pid=7682257</A>for glimpse of Minetta Lane.


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Setya On 31/07/2004

R, just got back from your old hometown, wow! I loved it!


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Petitesoeur On 30/07/2004

rambled on bleecker street from 8th ave to sixth ave yesterday -- was happily surprised how many of my favorite places are still around


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Pellegrini On 30/07/2004

I really love your street series!


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Go2mo On 30/07/2004

Pity that the hardware store had to go. I love those old fashioned ones. Stationary shops should be either very good, or not be at all. :-)




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