This past weekend, I experienced a rare moment. So rare, that it only happens once every couple of months and when it does happen, I am giddy with excitement. I spent a day without the kids. Oh! The horror! Yep, I headed to Downtown Burbank to have breakfast at Barney’s Beanery.
These pics make it look like a bar. There is a bar, but it’s also a pretty neat restaurant with all sorts of stuff on the tables and walls. The food was okay. Not wonderful but what made it wonderful was the company…
I went there specifically to meet Jill of Rhapsody in Books and her husband Jim. Don’t they look cute? They really are too. We ate and talked and boy, did we talk! Poor Jim was such a good sport. All of our gabbing and he is still smiling in this photo. As the table behind us lushed it up with Bloody Marys (we secretly wanted some), we indulged in pancakes and book talk. I can’t think of a better way to spend the morning.
Okay, maybe I can… After breakfast we headed to Pasadena to visit Vroman’s Bookstore. I was like a kid in a candy store. I kept telling Jill how neat it is to be walking around a bookstore in peace. There’s something so, utterly comforting about wandering around a bookstore without kids. Sigh. It was glorious! What was also fabulous was being able to discuss all the hot titles with a fellow blogger right at my side.
I don’t know why, but I like to take photos of bookshelves. I got so distracted with the book chatter that I forgot to get a photo of the three of us. Next time!
Oh, you’d like to know what I bought? Well, I bought The Unit by Ninni Holmqvist. Just the one book! Now that I have a Kindle, I am only buying books that I know I am going to like. That way I can lend them out, etc.
I had such a good time. I can’t thank them enough for spending the day with me. I always say that blogging is about the people and this was no exception. Jill is just as warm and funny as she is on her blog, and Jim (who also reviews books on her blog) is just as pleasant as pleasant can be. Nice people, good eats, books and conversation. What more can a girl ask for?