Teen Spirit and I went into Lisa Polansky, a shop on Seventh Avenue near Carroll Street, while waiting for his passport picture to printed at Photofaction next door. TS had never been in Polansky’s self-named store, which is chock full of shoes and clothing from floor to the ceiling. She carries an impressive selection of Converse, Doc Martins, and cut-rate Giraudon, and every imaginable clothing item for women. TS found the store interesting although he had to stoop so as not to bump into hanging gloves, scarves, and sweaters,

I asked Lisa Polansky is she’d seen her citing in the Park Slope 100. She didn’t know a thing about it. "But I have heard about these Brooklyn blogs, tell me how to go there,"

As I wrote down the URL of OTBKB, I told her that she’d been chosen because she’s an important member of the community; her store is a longtime institution.

"You made my day," she said with a big smile.

Once out on the street, I asked Teen Spirit  if he wanted to go into Loom. "Not if you’re going to mention the blog," he said. "You’re such a shameless self-promoter."

But Loom isn’t even on the list. Yet.