So...ummm...as my friend Jane said upon seeing my stash, "You never need to buy yarn again!" She is: So Wrong. She is also not a knitter. Ahem.
This is after I dragged her, oh so "unwillingly" (er, did I forget to mention that she crochets?) to the new yarn store in my nabe, Yarntopia, which just opened on Black Friday. They don't seem to have a website yet, but the local BID has published their store hours, and The New York Observer's real estate column wrote a piece on them too, complete with photo.
Their selection (which is still being unpacked, I think) seems pretty reasonable and not weighted toward insanely expensive stuff (hello? would I be living in this neighborhood if I could afford $36 hanks of yarn?) as evidenced by their selection of Lamb's Pride for one thing.
Just what I need: a nice LYS a mere 4 blocks from home. (Cue visions of Robot from Lost in Space, shrieking "Danger! Will Robinson! Danger! Danger!")
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