I've never been able to resist a good-looking... anything, so it's no surprise that I couldn't walk by Bluestockings without going in and coming out with my arms full of irresistible new reading for pleasure, the purchase of which I rationalized by, well, it's Thanksgiving and I'm thankful for a terrific local bookshop that I've been delighted to support for years and other than that, they sold themselves: Jaime Manrique's Our Lives Are The Rivers (published simultaneously in Spanish), Giuseppe di Lampedusa's The Leopard, and Michael Hamburger's translation of Goethe's Roman Elegies and other poems.
While we're on the subject of appreciating the finer things, I came across a lovely and concise quote about gratitude earlier today that I wanted to share with you but I forgot to mark the page! I believe it was in either MFK Fisher's The Art of Eating or Genevieve Antoine Dariaux's Entertaining with Elegance. Boo. And thank you.
You may now return to your regularly scheduled pre-holiday programming. Mine? Rearranging my closet so it only consists of looks that might have been plausibly worn by Lauren Bacall as she sings "How Little We Know" in To Have and Have Not. Of course!
Absolutely with you on Lauren Bacall...and on rearranging wardrobes thematically in the style of. Makes things so much easier at 7am pre coffee...Happy Thanksgiving to you x
Posted by: Claire | November 22, 2007 at 11:35 AM