I always dread the words from hubby, "Let's go to Fry's."
Why? Is it because he is completely incapable of walking out of that place without having purchased something? Is it because I have a minor heart attack when I get the credit card bill? (We get the air miles, I guess there is some positive outcome from it.)
To me, Fry's is Fry's - we live near the corporate HQ of Fry's Electronics in California and that place is one hot mess. The Fry's on Baseline is a mess, but not a hot mess.
But this Fry's...it's cleverly hidden and if I didn't know any better, it didn't want my husband to find it. I was hoping we wouldn't find it. Like most Fry's Electronics, it has a huge parking lot with the building itself sitting so far back, you could actually miss it. Pity we didn't miss it.
We found what hubby was looking for (something to upgrade our current wireless network in the house to make it go zoom....I thought it went zoom already? No it doesn't, according to hubby.) and walked out having kept the damage to a little over $100.
What I liked about this Fry's is that it's loads cleaner than other Fry's Electronics I've visited. The cafe is actually in the middle of the store (so I could buy a nice cold drink) instead of shoved into the far back corner like it was a naughty child.
I'd come here again...without my husband in tow.