i could spend hours upon hours at the old, cavernous antique barn located on rt 96. it’s about halfway to trumansburg from town, if you’re counting. it’s sort of like a higher-end junk shop, and in a gigantic warehouse.
every spare inch of space is covered with stuff, bric-a-brac, crap, whatever. it’s a sensory overload. if the completist in you is interested in old periodicals, this is the place.
it’s a little on the pricey side, but there are some deals to be found. particularly if you’re into fur coats and/or cast iron cookware. i happen to be into both.
the jewels were particularly overwhelming in selection and scope – so much beauty to choose from. (full disclosure: i am addicted to costume jewelry.)
i was thisclose to buying this fur cap. with the army jacket i was channeling my inner soviet. na zdorovia!!