Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai...

Today I found myself wandering around a big-box fabric store on Route 2, a.k.a the Strip Mall and Shopping Center Capital of Rhode Island. My ostensible reason for heading out this way was to compare prices of various lighting fixtures, appliances, countertop materials, medicine chests, etc. at Lowe's and Home Depot.  (We are rehabbing a rental apartment we own.) However, I also had to buy some buttons for a baby sweater I recently knitted for a little girl who's going to enter this world next month. (Isn't it amazing how much we can know in advance? That's why I did the sweater in pink-lavender heathered Shetland wool.)

After finding some acceptable buttons, I wondered, does this fabric store have a yarn department? The answer was yes, if you define yarn as acrylic (mostly) and sold in supersize skeins (one pound seemed to be the measurement du jour).

It was, truly, like the McDonald's of yarn.  Do you want fries with that?


  1. Sometimes, if you look really hard, you can find something good there. Just like McDonalds...they do have some healthy choices. Like any journey, there's always surprises,

  2. Honestly, I found this place totally scary. It was definitely one of the inner circles, if one considers Rte 2 itself the first circle of the inferno. In short: not worth the trip. I think that in the future I'll also try to buy buttons elsewhere, even if that means paying a lot more.