Where in the world are you Freddie Farkel?

Better yet, where in the world is Diane?

As I’ve mentioned earlier, re-doing the kitchen has not been enough to amuse me so I tore apart a sofa with the intent of reupholstering it.  I’ve stripped off most of the fabric but want to leave one side intact so I can remember how it all goes back together.  Right now, it’s a good conversation piece if not suitable for use.  So I’ve been on a quest to find new fabric which led me to Freddie Farkel’s in Watertown, MA.  Freddie Farkel’s (real name) is a discount decorator fabric store and I was going to find it.

I know Freddie’s is in Watertown because that’s what the website says.  And I know where Watertown is (right outside Boston) because I used to live there 35 years ago.  I really shouldn’t have gone bragging on someone’s post about my great sense of direction because I think that got St. Christopher all upset, maybe even St. Anthony.  No, I do not have GPS but I did set out yesterday with my printed directions from Mapquest that said it would take me 46 minutes to get there.  I was pretty sure once I got to the Watertown Square I’d be get my bearings.

So… who changed up Watertown Square on me?  And see that jagged arrow that says “go right”?  Notice a few ‘rights”?

This being Boston, of course there’s no signs.  I knew I didn’t wanted the rightest of rights, didn’t think I wanted the next of the rights… and being in the wrong lane anyway I had to go straight.  Around here you do not ever sit in the middle of an intersection trying to figure out which way to go.

And that’s how I ended up going past Harvard…oops, that would be in Cambridge.  Used to work there, need to go west.  Oh cripes, now I’m in Arlington, used to live there too, need to go south.  Oh here I am going past Mt. Auburn Hospital in Cambridge again, maybe I could stop by & get my blood pressure checked.  Well, Brighton’s always a nice place to visit.  Okay, already used up way more than my allotted 46 minutes!  Few more loops around visiting neighborhoods that I never want to go back to, when I saw the name of the street I was looking for.  I was hoping I was at least in the right town and sure enough, there it was FREDDIE FREAKIN’ FARKEL!!! Wrong side of the road since I came in the back way but I didn’t care.  As GPS lady would have told me “you have reached your destination”.

Excellent place too.  Absolutely every possible decorator fabric you could ask for and very helpful sales people.  So helpful that one woman was pulling samples for me to take home saying “take these & just bring them back in a few days”.  “NO!  You don’t understand I can’t come back here, I don’t even know how I got here, please don’t make me take samples”.  The nice Farkel lady gently took me over to the section of samples that they had in stock and I hit on the one that was just right.  Yeah… no yeah?  wha???? It’s not in stock?  You have to order it?  Oh please, oh please do not make me come back here.  After all my road time, plus almost 2 hours in the store perusing, I was hungry, thirsty, tired, defeated but I agreed to have them order the 20 yards I need rather than go back through any more samples.  So I guess I will maybe borrow my daughter’s GPS, ask my husband to drive me back, OR now that I kinda, sorta know where I’m going, I could maybe go back all by myself.

So what does all this have to do with recipes?  Well after that adventure, the last thing I wanted to do was cook a meal so I was ever so thankful for a great gift I had received (before my grill broke), delivered to my house:

Dinner all ready and waiting to go on the grill (now fixed btw).  What you see are 5 oz. Omaha tenderloin steaks and potatoes au gratin.  These steaks have a registration number and unconditional guarantee signed by Mr. Omaha Steak himself, Fred Simon.  Believe me, the steaks which were wrapped in bacon were fantastic and the potatoes light and delicious.  Now, since Memorial Day is this weekend which means Father’s Day is just around the corner I thought I’d also tip you to this great idea for Dad’s gift.  You can order on line and it’s delivered to your (or the lucky recipient’s) door packaged in dry ice.

15 thoughts on “Where in the world are you Freddie Farkel?

  1. That is one harsh trip my friend – ugh, GPS can be do weird sometimes 😛
    Happy you found it in the end and I know you will find it easier next time 🙂

    Choc Chip Uru


    • Crazy for sure! And it brought back a lot of memories since I haven’t been over on that side of the Charles River for a while. Usually we’re going straight into downtown Boston. I don’t know what’s worse though – going when traffic is light and you’re not so worried about getting mashed or going when traffic is bumper to bumper & you have the time to get your bearings.


      • Actually, I spent about 3 months “living” in Boston on a project about 5 yrs ago, so all I know is train, feet or cab….driving there is just NOT for me…and that’s from someone who can speed along with the best of ’em here in Atlanta, going 85 mph on the “Alpharetta Autobahn”……


      • Can’t blame you for seeking other transportation in Boston, although that in itself can be a challenge. Just heard on the news that Boston is the 9th in the country on traffic congestion – 50 lbs. in a 5 lb. bag. I won’t even get into the parking situation… when we tried to park in town last weekend (graduation weekend) we had to slip our new “friend” at the lot $10 – and there wasn’t even a space available. We had to wait for someone to leave. I would so love to own a little parking area. You think those guys are declaring all their earnings? Sure they are….


  2. I love that, while you were “lost” you went down a veritable memory lane of places you’ve lived and worked! Can’t wait to see this finished sofa — what’s the ETA on your fabric?

    We LOVE Omaha Steak stuff and haven’t had it forever……I may have to browse online for Father’s Day – great idea, thanks!


    • Ah, you picked up on that. I may not have known where I was in relation to Freddie Farkel but I was never really lost as in “omg I’ll never live to see my daughter get married!”

      Omaha – I’m telling you, what a great gift (a definite win/win for Father’s Day) & those potatoes au gratin were super! Just a warning: DO NOT take the packages of dried ice out with bare hands! Yikes, was like getting burned.


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