Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Loganberry Books in Cleveland

Earlier this week I was in Cleveland and had the great fortune to visit Loganberry Books in the Shaker Heights neighborhood. I’m fortunate to have a sister-in-law who knows bookstores are one of my favorite destinations in any city so she insisted we stop by.
Loganberry Books is one of those marvelous stores where the front windows cannot convey just how much depth lies within. Not just the size of the store but the experience as well. That and the creative energy that goes into making the space a special and inviting one for books and the people who love them, makes this a marvelous place to browse, read, and buy. If you're in Cleveland, you've got to stop by this wonderful, friendly store! 

The floor to ceiling book shelves are set off by lovely and comfortable seating and tables with displays on various subjects. 



Numerous smaller displays are scattered throughout the store:

 Edward Gorey Books

A selection of poetry books
Not in the mood for company? A quiet, plush chair and lovely local art- all alone in the back

The sleeping cat endorsement: Nothing says books and relaxation better than a happy cat!
 I loved Loganberry Books but if you can't make it to Cleveland for a visit, and you're lucky enough to have an independent bookstore in your area PLEASE support them. They support authors and the community with events and programs and very often offer the same amenities as those found at the big guys online (who shall remain nameless). Buy local!

Friday, April 4, 2014

The Words of Diana Vreeland

I'm a great believer in vulgarity - if it's got vitality. A little bad taste is like a nice splash of paprika. We all need a splash of bad taste - it's hearty, it's healthy, it's physical. I think we could use more of it. NO taste is what I'm against.

One of the many reasons I love her. She had a flamboyant sense of style and was a fashion icon and style maker for decades. Her memoir D.V. is as lively and fascinating as she was and the new DVD about her life, Diana Vreeland: The Eye Has to Travel is what I watch when I'm feeling devoid of inspiration. 

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Seattle Food: Bodrum Bistro

Since moving to Seattle we've been staying close to our neighborhood and exploring its restaurants. Saturday night we went to Bodrum Bistro, a tiny restaurant where two smiling women were in the back room, working a grill and managing to turn out delicious Turkish food in a small amount of space. It turns out Bodrum is the area in Turkey where the family is from. The menu is small and the food simple, but everything is so fresh and the spices so carefully done it tastes marvelous.

While we watched from the front window it rained with apocalyptic force causing people to run by with anything they could find clutched over their heads. It looked horrible—cold and drenching—but inside it was warm and cozy with lighting coming from filigree hanging lamps. Our waitress graciously endured J’s mangled Turkish pronunciations of our order and later, when I had baklava for dessert (of course!) educated him about Turkish coffee. It comes in the teeniest cup but has the sugar already whipped into it (so don’t ask for sugar) and packs a caffeine punch.

 We shared this Mezze platter—a combination of four of the appetizers on the menu: red lentil patties, rice with tomatoes, mint and cinnamon wrapped in grape leaves; white beans with red onion, fresh yogurt, paprika and parsley; and grilled eggplant with tomatoes, peppers, feta, and garlic.

My entrée: chicken with pine nuts, leeks, and currants, wrapped in phyllo dough. Tender and delicious.

J had spiced, grilled meatballs with rice and a yogurt mint sauce. We both had the salad which had this marvelous slightly sweet dressing on it.

The famous Turkish coffee
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