That all said, I did notice yesterday that Andy’s Chee-Pees on that ever-troubled strip of West 8th Street between Fifth and Sixth Avenues is suddenly gone. Behind the glass is a puzzling mess of abandoned items (they left behind a bunch of their vinyl LPs, it looks like) and some sundry Halloween material, but they’re otherwise gone. Perhaps that couldn’t handle Sandy’s imposed week off? Strange.
Truthfully, I never shopped in this incarnation of Andy’s Chee-Pees, but did only just recently get rid of a blazer I fetched at their old St. Mark’s Place incarnation back in the early 90’s.