The thing about this store is that it seems so out-of-place, sandwiched between the oh-so-hip Montrose bars/tat parlors/dildo-supply outlets and the posh River Oaks boutiques. But there it is: a freakin' hardware store. Established in 1953, this maze-like mother is crammed floor-to-ceiling with tools, lawn supplies, paint, fertilizer, propane...and they cut glass, keys, pipes, you name it. In these days, when Home Depot and Lowe's (the Chili's and Applebee's of hardware) herald the expansion of suburbia, it's good to know that genuine neighborhood hardware stores still exist. Now quit lollygaggin' and go buy some power tools.