today i drove out to downtown raleigh to visit father & son antiques, which now has little in the way of furniture and has trended toward being a hipster vintage clothes store. (of course– is there any other kind?)
after ten minutes of being lost in the construction zone that is our state’s capitol (despite having directions from father and son to my next destination) i successfully pointed the spacepod toward pittsboro, nc, home of beggars and choosers. i blew past the raleigh flea market because i was concerned that if i stopped i wouldn’t make it to b&c before closing time.
as it turns out, there was no way i could make it before closing time… because they’re closed all fucking summer, dammit. i hit a couple of other places in pittsboro but their antique stores are too high-end for me, and besides a seven-foot-high french antique armoire probably wouldn’t, you know, _work_ in my circa 1946 bedroom.
i did some searching on ebay this morning, and nothing seemed to be catching my eye but i’ll keep looking there.
this was all brought about by the sudden (though a long time in coming) realization that i’m tired of my bedroom furniture being almost entirely semi-decrepit yard sale crap that is completely mismatched and doesn’t compliment the gorgeous color i painted the room over a year ago.
last night i ate at city beverage for the first time. it’s a cute little place, with apparent pretentions of being a tiki bar, though we didn’t entirely realize that until we were seated (after a very long wait at the bar) and they handed us a huge menu of tiki drinks along with the dinner menu.
the food was ok, but we all found our dishes to be overly flavorful. i can’t remember ever hearing that criticism of food before, but there you have it. in addition, my dish was over-salted.
afterwards, s. and i met “xta”:http://singintomymouth.com/blog/ for a trashy girl movie featuring meryl streep channelling cruella deville (or at least her hair), which was actually quite enjoyable.
in fact, meryl streep’s hair was almost a separate _character_ in the movie. somehow, her hair spoke volumes.