
“You haven’t been antiquing, not really,” my mother told me recently, “until you’ve been to Anthony Scornavacco’s in St. Paul.” I had no earthly idea what she meant.
All that changed on Saturday.

“You haven’t been antiquing, not really,” my mother told me recently, “until you’ve been to Anthony Scornavacco’s in St. Paul.” I had no earthly idea what she meant.
All that changed on Saturday.
I took these pictures with my brand spanking new digital camera. You know, before we were all walking around with a bajillion megapixel cameras in our phones.