The third day of my visit with my parents was spent thrifting (small town = better thrift stores) and going to the most amazing antique market I have ever seen. It was housed on three floors within a massive building that had once been an abattoir. Really, it was more like a museum of fantastic collections of vintage things, and they could have charged us admission to see it and I would have considered that money well spent. We must have spent three hours there! Here are just some of the pictures I took. As far as purchases went, I bought myself a kitten figurine, which I will show you when I do an entry on my figurine collection. Also got a crystal shot glass for the mister, shaped like a little tiny beer mug. And since this visit is in honour of my mother’s birthday, she picked out a cute bracelet with dogs on it.
I live in the Queen Street West neighbourhood of Toronto, with my husband Nick.
I write about art of all kinds, going out, local history, entertaining, cooking, making things and collecting vintage treasures.
Welcome and thank you for visiting!
- Mind Blown by Manikins
- A Daytime Date in the Distillery District
- Reaching the Top of a List at The CNE
- A Look at The Walton in Little Italy
- A Rural Paradise in the City : Riverdale Farm
- A Sunny Sunday at the Parkdale Flea
- The Waterfront Night Market : The Good and the Not-So-Good
- Neighbourhood Exploration : The Beaches
To receive new posts directly to your inbox,
Contact by email :louloudowntown (at) gmail (dot) com