IKEA.  Maker of Swedish, flat packed furniture (of which most designs I am unable to pronounce) and retailer of meatballs and lingonberry jam.  Stores are laid out in a “one-way” path of little kitchens, bedrooms, storage and more.  I believe they have even figured out a way to squeeze all the housing necessities into 372 square feet of living space…..amazing and clown car like.  It’s ummmm…descent…quality stuff I guess.  I mean I can wipe is down with a wet paper towel and turn around and buy another $10 Lack (one which I can pronounce) Series end table when my Westie gnaws her way through one of the legs….yeah….it’s that kind of quality.

Either way…I love the stuff and would rather spend my hard earned money traveling and on shoes than a fancy coffee table that more than likely cause me to skin poor pup if she even looked at a leg of it the wrong way.  That being said….I would consider myself a seasoned veteran when it comes to the “rules” of shopping at IKEA.  Well let me assure you….I’ve never been to an IKEA like the one in Frisco.

First of all…there are no “rules” when it comes to shopping at IKEA.  It’s basically a free or all of screaming children, hippies that would fist fight you for the last flower printed duvet cover, staff that I swear runs the other way when they see a customer and oh…the worst…don’t EVEN THINK about going the wrong way in their “one-way” layout…hence the title…proceed with caution.

However….the one in Frisco….located just off the tollway on….wait for….yes….IKEA Drive was a rather pleasant surprise.  After a slight parking lot incident involving a truck that was much, much larger than my little Honda Fit (I know it’s typical….Fit at IKEA…I just can’t afford the Lexus yet guys)…the trip was rather relaxing.  It could have the fact that I pulled into the parking lot 37 seconds before they were scheduled to open, but a minor detail we won’t concern ourselves with.  I would have to say it was one of the best IKEA experiences…it was clean, quite, orderly, other customers were generally accommodating and one of the kitchen designers even greeting me with something that sounded like “good morning.”  I did my shopping; colander, placemats, coat rack and a few other assorted items and was able to fly right through the checkout…IKEA Frisco…A+.

I guess the moral of the story is enjoy IKEA Frisco on Sunday morning when they about to put the key in to open the doors while everyone is sleeping, don’t ask for any customer assistance unless absolutely necessary and let the large F-250 take the parking spot!!

Happy Friday!!