After breakfast with another married couple from the Washington Seminar Program at Eastern Market (we ordered "Blue Bucks" - a.k.a. blueberry buckwheat pancakes - topped with pecans and give them an enthusiastic two thumbs up) they showed us a bookshop just paces from the market in a narrow white row home.
Saying that it was cramped is an understatement. I never knew you could fit so many books in one place. But not only did the quantity overwhelm and even entertain us, but the organization and little editorials of the books did as well.
I didn't know if it was some sort of political statement to locate the Latin American and Native American literature in the basement, but I did find it a completely logical place for the Sci-Fi section. It practically begged for Dungeon and Dragon geekazoid fans to complete the picture. I could just see them there, shrouded in thousands of David Eddings and Orson Scott Card novels rolling their dice. Classic.
To top it off, there were so many books that they even had to store some in the bathroom. What section merited the john?
Foreign Language of course. What else?
3 comments:
that looks like paradise. i bet it smelled soooo good!
That is so funny! I wish there were cool places like that here. How fun would that be?
and you guys blog too! awesome!
this bookstore looks fun. i love all the random little ones in the area. although whenever i go i'm usually the only one inside and then i feel weird.
anyway... nice to have officially met you two sunday!
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