A molar began acting out. There were two to choose from in Bishop. One was a gun-totin' christian whose wife was his receptionist and assistant. The other was a Gen-Xer who'd moved his family from Oregon to enjoy the great outdoors. The gun-toter was never really in the running and the other's server crashed that day. They had no backup so had no idea when appointments were scheduled. I suppose I could've just shown up, but I wasn't in that much pain.
I asked her to call if they had an opening, but she never did. We moved on the next day.
This shop is one of those incredible finds. The woman who owns it retired from a position as a wholesaling rep for a multi-million dollar clothing corporation. For the past twenty years she's dealt in fine furniture and has an exceptional eye for quality. The store is curated like an upscale boutique but with an accessible comfortableness that makes you feel relaxed and willing to browse. She has clothing, antiques and a small selection of giftables. Prices are reasonable. Across from The Grid Brewery.
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