Two things happened this week to remind me of the time I was held hostage in a non-Chinese store in Chinatown. One, I’m nearing the end of our home renovations and I’ve managed to narrow down the list to six things left to do. I’m far enough away from the eye of the storm to safely look back and reminisce about all of the home décor my husband and I had to shop for.
And two, my friend Jen in LA posted a picture of two lamps that look like life-size cougars leaping to an attack. The lamps were in a store and my first thought was that Jen was in town, and maybe I could run over to Chinatown and pay her ransom. And then we could go drink.
Because I’m pretty sure our non-Chinese stores here in San Francisco’s Chinatown have life-size leaping cougar lamps. And if they don’t, they could hook you up. Most likely from the same supplier that brings you gold filigree and clear plastic beaded candelabras the size of an air conditioning unit, and the $12,000 urn with scenes from King Louis XIV’s coronation. [Read more…] about Buy a Rug and No One Gets Hurt