When your wife takes you antiquing on the promise of a subsequent lobster roll in Bath, Maine, you go. Because she's your wife, and because lobster. Against my better judgement, I enjoyed you, Trifles. Leaning more to the camp side of collectible antiquities, Trifles stretches the inventory to reflect a mad scientist's summer home on Sesame Street, decorated in the '50s, kiddified in the '60s and, oh by the way, the whole family loves Jon Waters and Elvis LPs while sunning on the Cape and doing kinetic puzzles. Confused? It's a matter of personal taste. She got a loose-at-the-seams children's books called The House That Jack Built, and I got a number of stunning visuals, and a walk down TV Blvd, off Memory Lane. Not bad for a quick (and jovial) pop in to an outskirt shop on Front Street. read more