Thankfully, our long-suffering spouses tolerate our idiosyncracies and the incredible accumulation and constant consumption of books! Jim even enabled me by building me floor to ceiling bookcases in one room (along with a prized standalone bookcase.) I can stop anytime, really I can. Well, maybe not. Everyone knows not to come between me and my books!
Sunday, Dad, Alex and I made our way to a favorite haunt, Joseph Beth Booksellers in Hyde Park. Not only does Joseph Beth have a fabulous array of books (be still my heart), they also have a lovely cafe called Bronte. We had a delicious brunch (I had savory French toast stuffed with goat cheese and herbs with a balsamic reduction pictured below), and then indulged our one of our other appetites. Jaime gave me the Inkheart Trilogy for Christmas, and I couldn't resist getting the first two books for Dad. I hope Barbara forgives me!