Welcome to Ten Strawberry Street!

The metallic grinding sound of another container being hinged closed. When it floated and rolled in, it was full of porcelain. Empty now, it is just an air filled block to be moved out of the way to open up that bay for another full one. This happens hundreds of times a year out behind Ten Strawberry Street. Inside all those cans, the mountains of corrugated cardboard boxes erode like sand castles slowly disappearing into the surf, by our warehouse-men who move more weight than the Bronco's Offensive line. The summer has knocked the dirt off it's cleats and has headed into the locker room after another championship season. The neighborhood is seeing the first jewel tones of turning leaves on the Maples and Oaks. It's tabletop season. Read below for a few good ideas to make your holidays a little prettier and more fun. Our house is going to be the best decorated one in the neighborhood, as usual!