Yes, I took a photo inside what is essentially a department store.
But I wasn't the only one with a camera at the new Ikea Brooklyn. It opened about six weeks ago, and I was eager to see what all the fuss was about.
Paul liked the kitchenware, I like the lighting displays, and we both enjoyed walking through the mock rooms. Ikea actually makes living in a 375-square-foot studio look doable. But I would prefer not to try.
I especially found the bookcases amusing. They were filled with Swedish books. No fear of anyone stealing them, I guess.
The store also has a restaurant with Swedish food, and a mini-store near the exit sells Swedish jam, juice, chocolate, coffee and desserts. We didn't buy any food there, but Paul did make Swedish meatballs for supper last night.
We left with more than simply a craving for Scandinavian food. We also left with a dutch oven.