Philadelphia

Two pictures from Sunday's reading at the Big Blue Marble Bookstore (I wish that store had been there when I was a kid - it is right next door to the food co-op where we always shopped - it would have been a heavenly thing to my childhood self!):


In the first picture, my lovely sister-in-law; in the second, the bonus book is
Justine Larbalestier's excellent How to Ditch Your Fairy! Justine's reading there this week also - have a nice time in Philadelphia, Justine!

I was just there for twenty-four hours, but the main thing we did was utterly gorge ourselves on delicious food, on Saturday night at the Spring Mill Cafe in Conshohocken and on Sunday morning at Jake's Restaurant in Manayunk. Before getting on the train to Philadelphia, I did a twelve-mile run on Saturday morning in Central Park as part of my marathon training - I needed a lot of fuel, but it is not of course strictly speaking necessary to have home-made pate (three kinds!), filet mignon, tarte tatin and walnut french toast as fuel!

[ED. Postscript: I forgot to say before, but one of the members of the audience was my former third-grade teacher, the one who prompted me to write this essay about reading.)