
Why am I all hating on the Brooklyn Ikea before it’s even open? Two reasons.
1. Big box stores, even good ones, fall to pieces in Brooklyn. (Exhibit A: The Atlantic Terminal Target.)
2. There’s no way to get to it. Every Ikea I have ever seen sits next to an Interstate ramp. Not this one. It’s built on an old shipping pier. The F train is a 20-minute walk away. Cars (and delivery trucks and buses) will have to negotiate a labyrinth of four-way stops on the Red Hook street grid. The photo above – no kidding – shows the main road in. Can you picture this street the day after Thanksgiving?
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