Between Second Avenue and Third Avenue … and likely not a bag of $10 tube socks in sight...
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Wow, 44 years — that's a long time. I wonder why the people before 1970 didn't have block fairs?
ReplyDeleteIt's just not the same without the greasy bags of zepoles, Pennsylvania Dutch Funnel Cakes, $5 sunglasses with the little screws that always fall out, $10 bags of Kettle Corn, bins of overstock cosmetics, $1 "lemonade" from powdered mix, frying onions and sausages you can smell half a block away, cute little Bonsai plants that die an hour after you get them home, those mysterious Mozzarepas, 300 count Egyptian cotton sheets that shrink to half the size after the first wash, bargain basement "Indian" rugs, and roasted corn on the cob with the fermented squeeze butter and paprika that burns your tongue, but I'm probably going to be there anyway.
ReplyDeleteLoved it. Met some neighbors, bought a ceramic elephant toothbrush holder. Perfect afternoon!
ReplyDeleteI bought some cool stuff, none of branded IKEA! The coffee shop also seemed to be doing good business from the foot traffic.
ReplyDeleteThis is what ALL street fairs should be. Anything else should be called a street unfair.
ReplyDelete@gojira Ha! The jazz music was really nice too.
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