Holy Crap! Today while going to lunch I stumbled on the twisted wreckage of a once vibrant shopping area. This was the east end of the Biltmore Fashion Park two stucco-y layers of eighties ghost boutiques and restaurants. I have to say it had an effect on me having worked in the center and at one time having two stores there. In it's heyday it bustled with with the sound of flapping washable silk shirts on guys with pony tails and women with their Norma Kamali shoulder pads that they bought in a can.
Here is the experience then, Start with a creamy 2000 calorie bowl of chowder from Steamers . Lets get in line at Sharper Image to get the first 12 speed male grooming device or a full suit of armour for our rec room. Look! That new store Banana Republic just opened and there is a Jeep parked inside!
Fast forward 20 years or so.
Now the Apple store is an anchor I am going to guess that it brings in more revenue than the entire demolished wing which will soon be a parking lot. I can't say it doesn't make me a little sad, but then again I am sure there will be a 1980's Biltmore app for my iphone soon.
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