Ikea has finally opened in Brooklyn! Every weekday morning for months I have been looking out the train window of the elevated section of the F between the 7th Avenue and Carroll Street stops and sighing.
I love Ikea. The big blue building with the bright yellow beacon ... IKEA. It calls me. I saw Ikea in Rome once and almost had a heart attack. I had to restrain myself. How would I ever get an affordable, yet cool, chair on the flight home?
Ikea and I first met when I moved to New York in 1998. I had started doing some freelance work in the event industry with my friend who was in charge of purchasing decor and office supplies for our company. I'd usually be hired for the big excursions -- Home Depot, Ikea -- because I had nothing else to do and I can carry heavy things. The first time we visited Ikea I almost collapsed. It was like when I first met Target.
You mean stuff can be affordable AND stylish? Thank you SB!
It was like a prayer had been answered that I hadn't even dared to pray.
Well, since that day -- we were in New Jersey, the closest Ikea to the city -- I started praying for Ikea in Brooklyn. And it's finally here. People camped outside the doors for three days prior to the opening. No shit. Ikea had lured them in with the promise of crazy give-aways. The first 35 in the door got a free sofa!
What I want to know is that if you already had a sofa that you were happy with, could you trade in your free sofa for a gift certificate? $300 goes a long way at Ikea. You could have swedish meatballs for a year with that kind of dough.
Of course, I guess that if you're willing to camp out on the paved shores of Red Hook for three days to get a couch (three workdays, by the way), you're probably pretty serious about that couch.
(Warning. If you see Erica, do NOT ask about her new bike unless you have a minimum of 40 minutes to spare. Add another 40 if there is a computer with internet nearby.)
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