A few years back there was a Christian cobbler who hung his shingle up in Buckham Alley. Not exactly Johnny’s Shoe Repair on Stockdale, but his effort to produce locally sourced loafers showed some old fashioned initiative and craftsmanship.
That said, I yearn for the days when you could score a bottle of fresh, hand-distilled turpentine from the local mom and pop apothecary.
Not only were you supporting your neighbor’s business, the terroir of Genesee County produces a turpentine that is both delicate and subtle. Much more appealing to the tastebuds than the mass produced brew you find at Home Depot
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A few years back there was a Christian cobbler who hung his shingle up in Buckham Alley. Not exactly Johnny’s Shoe Repair on Stockdale, but his effort to produce locally sourced loafers showed some old fashioned initiative and craftsmanship.
ReplyDeleteThat said, I yearn for the days when you could score a bottle of fresh, hand-distilled turpentine from the local mom and pop apothecary.
Not only were you supporting your neighbor’s business, the terroir of Genesee County produces a turpentine that is both delicate and subtle. Much more appealing to the tastebuds than the mass produced brew you find at Home Depot