Sarah’s Uniques and Jim’s “Man”tiques recently moved into this aged building in downtown St. Charles, MN.
MY HUSBAND AND I DELIGHT in perusing antique shops. We’re never seeking anything specific and seldom do we purchase anything. But occasionally we do. For us, antiquing is more about the experience, the memories connected to an object we discover on a shelf.
A security mirror reflects inventory in a section of the shop.
We found an especially lovely antique shop, Sarah’s Uniques and Jim’s “Man”tiques, during an early September stop in the southeastern Minnesota farming community of St. Charles. I love this couple’s shop. I love it for the variety of merchandise showcased in a way that’s artful, sectioned by themes (not disordered clutter), surprising and inviting.
This pottery is displayed as if in a gallery.
Oftentimes I become visually overwhelmed by antique shops crammed with too much merchandise. Sarah’s and Jim’s offers a lot, but in an organized, creative sort of way.
There’s plenty to interest both men and women.
A kid’s toy car pulled up to the gas pumps.
Steer around the bear rug to get to the pumps.
If you’re into gas station memorabilia, you can detour into the section of old gas pumps. Just veer around the bear rug.
This was not with all of the other horse stuff, but would certainly have fit there.
In a small room, horse-themed items—including stirrups—entice equine appreciators. Or you might find a book like Singing Wheels, which I remember from my youth and which a customer snapped off a shelf.
Remember Red Owl and Gold Bond stamps?
Or fixate on grocery store memorabilia. What fun it would be to own the Red Owl sign, reminding me of that now-defunct grocery store chain with the cute check-out boys who carried grocery bags to my parents’ Chevy.
An antique shop can even offer unexpected humor.
Randy and I chuckled at the signage about rubbers. We remember when rubbers were merely a protective covering slipped over shoes.
This beautiful cupboard was acquired from a local and had been in the family for generations. It’s not for sale.
No matter how many antique shops I’ve shopped, I find they are all different—some musty holes in the wall while others gleam. Organized or chaotic. If I was rating antique shops, I’d give Sarah’s and Jim’s five stars (out of five). It’s that outstanding. One sweet surprise in the small town of St. Charles.
On the side of the cupboard, family members recorded their travels abroad, during the early years to serve in the military. Sarah treasures that detailed history, the reason the cupboard is not for sale.
And, bonus, co-owner Sarah Kieffer is the type of shopkeeper who welcomes customers (and browsers) with genuine warmth. Her friendliness showcases the passion she holds for merchandising antiques, primitives and collectibles. That attitude brings folks in the door, to browse and to buy.
Dainty cups and saucers for the collector.
A unique table paired with orange chairs punches color.
Mason jars, especially blue ones, hold timeless universal appeal.
I grew up on a dairy farm, so this sign caught my eye and my heart.
Likewise these farm notebooks reminded me of my farmer dad. I loved when he would give me a notebook like the Funk’s one.
Outside the shop I saw this cute Dutch couple.
Not something I would collect. But I definitely like the Paul Bunyan art. Fitting for Minnesota.
A clean canvas for art.
A close-up look at the exterior signage.
FYI: Sarah’s Uniques and Jim’s “Man”tiques is located at 912 Whitewater Avenue in the heart of downtown St. Charles.
Check back tomorrow when I’ll show you another antique shop across the street. And click here to read my first post in this series from St. Charles.
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