Here’s what I found that I liked — a small selection of funky clothes, that yielded one blouse for The Wife for Hanukkah, and a nice collection of handmade upscale pottery that provided me with a mezze type large dish, with a space in the middle for olive oil or anything else for dipping. The designer jewelry was quite nice, with(for example) lovely earrings at any price range. What was disappointing? This place is(or seems) much smaller than its Newark progenitor, and there was too much space devoted to kitsch. You know, spiritual motivational crap and books, etc. I wanted real stuff.