Many thanks to the hospitality of Xkot, who showed me around Jacksonville during my brief stay. We didn’t get to browse through the “Stein Mart,” because it was closed, but maybe next time.
And no, they don’t sell beer steins there. Despite what you might have heard.
Having been in a Stein Mart (and worked for one for approximately one day), may I ask what is so compelling about them? Just curious… 🙂
When I lived in Tampa, everyone talked about Stein Mart as if it were an organ bank or something, such was their hushed reverence. Then again, this was the city where thousands of people took time off of work to drive to Clearwater to grovel at the entrance to a bank where an amorphous shape somewhat resembling the Virgin Mary corroded onto the reflective plate glass. I myself was unimpressed, though Floridians (overcompensating for their lack of snow) do things with trailer parks and Christmas decorations that make a Mariachi Mass look like a Mennenite horse show tournament.
There’s one in Brown Deer, Adam. And in Brookfield. Come visit me and I’ll take you there, along with a stop at Marshalls ad Half Price Books for the true discount experience.
By the way, I saw “gliding action Jesus” at a self-conciously hip/kitchy gift store in Manhatten on my trip there last month. I guess you’re just ahead of the curve.