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My Cave of Ali Baba,

my little gem ... each one has the right to his favorite diamond, right ?!

The Deconihout store should be recognized as an antidepressant and each visit reimbursed at 100% .... it's beautiful to dream!

Drugstore, hardware store, gift ideas,  all kinds of objects, I should be prohibited from "Deconihout" because, it is impossible for me to resist when I enter it.

I like to go upstairs where nooks and crannies contain very pretty things, the atmosphere is so "cozy" that we have this very pleasant feeling of being at our grandma's - vintage trendy home - who will serve us cookies & hot chocolate !

I love it.

And to not spoil anything, the staff are adorable, competent, helpful without being intrusive during your "trip".

Notice what they sell is irresistible .... on 5 stars, I give the store & its staff 7 stars ... yes, I overflow with a deserved enthusiasm towards them.

To go there once is to return for sure...

Drugstore , hardware Deconihout in Rouen

138, Gros Horloge street

   "My cave of pretty things"

I still took advantage of the Belly Festival on October 13 to visit "Deconihout", my beloved store.

Impossible to get tired, the store team takes incredible care in the decoration, there is absolutely everywhere, from floor to ceiling, and yet it is in no way messy, everything is exactly in its place.

My question: how do they go about dusting off all of this?

It's always so clean and the staff are always so charming ... they never seem to bother you.

On this festive Saturday, there were people, a chef in the store to give a demonstration ... which did not fail to attract people attracted by the delicious smell ...

"...mirror, my beautiful mirror ..."

"...vroum, vroum..."

"Follow the arrow!"

     "Great details"

"Buy everything ...by looking ..."

March 2019 .... a little tour on the Gros-Horloge street  and I can't resist my little tour in my Ali Baba cave!

After the sales that have emptied their store, I want to see the novelties and especially the inspiring decorations and staging of which they are the goldsmiths.

Entering this store is like finding myself in a cocoon. Trendy objects with an air of yesteryear, that's how I would characterize them, it has a smell of soft childhood and sweet memories for me.

That day, it smelled of paint, the redevelopment of the premises, there was a mess everywhere and I loved this clutter which augured new staging. Going upstairs to the old parquet floor and creaking under your feet is to enter another world, to marvel. In any case, it is what happens to me ...

      "The bird cage"

Deconihout shop- Rouen

To see one and unconsciously I hum the song of Pierre Perret, " The bird cage " (yes, I put the link for the under 20s who would not know it and for those who could have forgotten it!) , impossible to escape it. I love the cages in the style of the photo and I just love the birds that I prefer in the wild. Their destiny is to fly, not to keep them locked up in cages where they can only be unhappy even in a golden cage.

As a teenager, I had a couple of parakeets that I adored and the male, who liked to rest on my hand, one day took off. He came back once to leave definitively. I was sad and not very convinced of his survival in a hostile environment, I am sure however that he will have been very happy to be free, even if briefly. After this experience, I promised myself that I would no longer take them prisoners and let them live their freedom. I do not have the right to make them live what I could not bear to undergo myself.

So one day, I will buy myself a cage similar to this one but it will remain empty.

    "The master of clocks"

 "Battery"

"Cosy"

     "Childish sweets"

"Dear grandmothers"

Deconihout shop-Rouen

When I see this stove, it is to my grandmothers and great grandmothers that I think of and to this very special sweetness with which they knew how to surround us. They had the strength, the harshness of people who have known wars, the generosity of those who have little but offer so much, the sweetness of "granny cakes".

I remember great grandmother Alice heating the water for us to wash in the morning on her imposing stove which warmed the main room wonderfully. From Grandma Simone, she concocts her tasty little dishes and especially her fabulous apple pie. Or Granny Madeleine, who placed the clementine peelings on her stove, her house smelled of Christmas, it was magic for the child I was then. From great  grandmother Marthe, the cordon bleu, which delighted our taste buds.

I thought they were immortal, they left, leaving a void but strewn here and there with sweet memories, scents, with which I continue my way. I am getting older, but as soon as I think of them, I become a little girl anew who loved spending time with these extraordinary women of everyday life.

"Vintage "

See that I am not lying when I say that everything is memories, fun and discoveries at Deconihout. I almost want to sit upstairs and immerse myself in this unique atmosphere. Going there is a therapy, that of sweetness and a moment of happiness in a wonderful world.

 

"We are all looking for happiness , but we don't know where, like drunks looking for their home , knowing confusedly that they have one."

- Voltaire -

 

 

Deconihout shop- Rouen
Deconihout shop-Rouen

In early June 2019, the stores are still closed this morning but I can't resist stopping in front of my favorite shop. They changed the window display decorations on the facade in the spirit of the Armada. They are always creative, everything is so beautifully arranged that I feel like I am in another world. They know how to put poetry in the windowcases, it is not just posed to sell. It is staged harmoniously.

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