Put a quarter in the nickelodeon (allowing for inflation) and grab yourself a coffee and pastry, just like they did before national corporations hijacked this quaint and neighborly routine. At the Brewster Store in Brewster, you shed about a hundred years and relax into a kind of nostalgia you wish you’d see more of.
Sit outside in an old church pew and plug into the sunshine, the hint of sea breeze, and the local scene unfolding before you. In colder weather, belly up to the wood stove and share a steaming cup of gossip.
Built in 1852 as a Universalist Church, just 14 years later it became a general store, and has been one ever since.
Don’t resist the freshly roasted peanuts, or the chance to troll the aisles packed with old-timey gadgets, toys, gifts, penny candy, and more.