It seemed curated, like an art gallery. Like a Warhol, Ann said.
When it gets busier, maybe it'll seem more lived in.
We talked in hushed tones & wandered around, lightly not-quite-touching the displays.
Update: Johnny went in for a sandwich after I told him about TLC. He went in again yesterday & the guy asked if he wanted the same sandwich. It's sweet & a little sad.