After picking up and putting down novels, poetry collections, and greeting cards for an hour or so,
Liz and I left
The King's English bookshop. We walked to the car in the rain and drove down the dark streets to get some hot chocolate--extra hot to warm our bones (and to spill down the front of our shirts). We parted ways, and I sat at a stop sign. There were no waiting cars in front or behind, no cars crossing my path--I stared up the streets with the lightposts wrapped in twinkle lights. I drove around the blocks on the hills for a few minutes, and determined to live in
Sugar House one day. I want to live next to that bookshop and the Italian food specialty store and the French bistro that was all hazy pink and red inside.
What I'm saying is that I had a really wonderful time with a really wonderful friend in a really wonderful place. I'm saying that should you ever find yourself in Salt Lake City, you should look at the books and the lightposts. It'll be well worth your time.
Sounds like a wonderful night. I love sugar house :) So quaint. I just loved the warmth of this post :)
ReplyDeleteI have always loved Sugar House, and I can't believe I do not even know where this book store is. It made me feel comfy and cozy inside.
ReplyDeleteOh how I love that you love the Salt Lake City area.
ReplyDeleteI love discovering little bookshops and getting lost in them for hours. There's just something so magical about the whole thing :)
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xxx
Jenna
o fun. i love sugarhouse. and book stores. and hot chocolate. and you.
ReplyDeleteI love going to little bookshops. They remind me of "Shop Around the Corner" from You've Got Mail :)
ReplyDeleteLove this. We must do that again!
ReplyDeleteI love bookstores. There is nothing so comfortable, and warm, and exciting as a bookstore. My friend Brad used to live down the street from the Kings English and we would venture there from time to time and I loved it.
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