The Literati Bookstore has eye-catching displays of its books. – tangled pasta.net
By Mary Anna Violi |@MaryAnnaVioli
Some weeks ago we visited Ann Arbor, Michigan’s eclectic downtown area. The focus of this trip was several bookstores: Literati and Aunt Agatha’s New and Used Mysteries, Detection, and True Crime Books. Not only did we relish the vast array of books at these fine stores, we happened upon excellent eateries, and a most unexpected event.
Grappling with one-way streets and wayward pedestrian traffic while attempting to locate a parking space tested my patience, which is generally at an all-time low when it comes to parking the car in unchartered territory. Finally, I succumbed to placing my red chariot in a parking garage. Out of the car and walking revived my spirits. As it turned out, the parking garage was across the street from the Literati Bookstore. We were pleased to note that this area of Ann Arbor held stores and cafes within walking distance of where we wished to be.
Literati Bookstore beckoned us hither to a treasure trove of books. – tangled pasta.net
It is most satisfying to spend time in a bookstore like Literati, lost among books.-tangledpasta.net
We wandered blissfully through Literati Bookstore, reading the employees reviews of books, and perusing through books that piqued our interest. Of these, there were many. Ultimately I decided to purchase Nora Ephron’s Crazy Salad and Scribble Scribble in one recently published volume. Years ago I bought these books individually from a vendor on Amazon. They smelled musty and were well-worn. I finally donated them because the aged scent and discolored pages distracted me from the texts! Anjelica was pleased to find the print version of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s Ted Talk We Should All Be Feminists. After paying for our books, we climbed the stairs thinking we could imbibe an ice tea and read a bit of our new purchases. Alas, the third floor café of Literati reminded me of Starbucks: each table was occupied with someone using a laptop with ear buds.
The name of this bookstore brings to mind the inimitable Agatha Christie. -tangledpasta.net
Crossing the street, we entered Aunt Agatha’s New and Used Mysteries, Detection, and True Crime Books. The fragrance of used books about knocked me down. I have decided that my olfactory sense fails to appreciate the fragrance of very used books. My daughter invested in The Girl on the Train, by Paula Hawkins. My disappointment was in the area designated to Agatha Christie mysteries: the bottom shelf of tall bookshelf. I really thought a sterling location would befit such a master of mystery, not to mention that the name of the book emporium is called Aunt Agatha’s, though that my be the name of the owner’s aunt. That aside, we had a literary day in Ann Arbor.
The clutter and stacks of books at Aunt Agatha’s show a fond appreciation of novels and an appreciation of stacks of books. – tangled pasta.net
Ciao for now.