Hadn’t been here since before the place became aware of itself as a tourist attraction. Refused to buy a tote bag. Strand Book Store. 12th and Broadway. Sunday, May 1, 2011.
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Just FYI: You get a tote bag mailed to you for free for signing up at their website. (Having placed two orders on the site in the past two months--both of which were eventually cancelled by them despite showing the books in stock at the time of the order--I currently consider the tote bag the equivalent of getting Eskimo Pies from Monty Hall.)
Posted by: Ken Houghton | Monday, May 02, 2011 at 11:15 AM
A grand stand, The Strand.
Posted by: actor212 | Monday, May 02, 2011 at 03:16 PM
I'm a Powells gal, myself.
Posted by: Rana | Saturday, May 07, 2011 at 04:30 PM
Rana,
Seconded. At the end of last summer we were gearing up for one of our semi-annual trips up to the City of Books (from down here in the Willamette Valley) and my middle daughter, when told about the trip, said, "Powell's is like my heaven and all the books are angels." Smart kid.
Posted by: El Jefe | Monday, May 09, 2011 at 04:47 PM