If my mom ever comes to visit AND if she brings her heart pills, I'm going to take her to only one place, a place where every Asian piece of crap ever imported into our beautiful country can be found in a single Chinatown big-box store.
Pearl River Mart (447 Broadway, in Soho) is the Wal-Mart of Asian crap. … Three floors of Buddhas, beaded curtains, Chinese dragons, tacky clothing, silly shoes, free-standing screens, paper lanterns, Samurai swords, incense holders, cookware and other stuff my mom LOVES.
If your thing is, like my mom's, cheap, Eastern and in one place this is a must do-do.
I love you ma, and I'm kidding. I'll also take you to the wholesale bead stores around Penn Station ... but that's it! You are getting kinda old and I worry that you'll over do it.
Monday, November 3, 2008
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I can hear the whole visit perfectly in my mind. Also, does your mom need NYC, or . . . vice versa? I bet she could fix a few things for the city, set it straight. ;)
She would so eat the NYC bead district for lunch and have room for dessert.
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