Mrs. Peel, we’re needed

If there wasn’t an Avenger’s scene set in the storage warehouse of an old theatre, there should have been. We spent a recent Saturday morning going through the remains of the Berkeley Rep’s garage sale. Not much was left when we arrived, but Nettie did find a pair of fancy blue shoes for a dollar. Nearby, we ate outside at Farley’s Emeryville cafe. They’ve got great sandwiches and soup, nice staff, and a cool magazine selection. Their web site says the sillouette on the┬álogo is Jack Farley, the owner’s grandfather “who disappeared without a trace in 1921.” We think he looks like John Steed!

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