Every time I’ve visited my husband’s hometown, we always passed by this place without going in. Of course, I had a hiatus from knitting and sewing for nearly a decade. If I had been knitting during that time, I’d go broke buying all the neat things in here. They have yarns, fabric, and other craft stuff. Because my husband was never into this stuff(and because his mother would drag him into this store to buy fabric when he was little), he never told me what this store was about. From the outside, I always assumed it was just a place that had random knick knacks. And like all knitters, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to buy yarn that I can’t easily buy in the States.