Point, Counterpoint: Car Talk Versus Nissenbaum's Recycling

There's no doubt about it. Junkyards--oops--we mean "recyclers"-- suffer from a certain image problem. For example, when you think of salvage yards, do you think of rabid attack dogs and wrench-wielding ex-cons named Vinny? We thought so. And, in our humble opinion, not all of that reputation is undeserved.

But, not everyone agrees with us.

Case in point: our longtime pals Allen, Neil and Joe at Nissenbaum's Recycling here in our fair city. They'll tell you that, these days, going to a junkyard -- oops, a recycler-- is akin to shopping for a fine fur on Fifth Avenue.

So, what's the truth? We'll let you be the judge.

Here, then, are both sides of the story.

None of these photos has been electronically altered. (That noise you just heard was cappuccino coming through our noses.)