I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen notices for incredible museum exhibits and thought I’ve got to get to that before its gone and not made it. Well, not this time. And the trip was well worth it.
The 8th season of Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee started last night and, I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty excited about it.
To say I love a good interview is an understatement. I am an avid talk show/podcast follower, listening or watching everyone from Jimmy Fallon to Terry Gross to Marc Maron and David Axelrod. I truly love listening to smart, funny, people talk about what they do best and the influences that made them who they are. In Crackle TV’s Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee, Jerry Seinfeld takes this formula and switches it up interviewing only comedians, in an unscripted format, with much of the conversation happening on the ride to their destination: a local coffee shop. The result is often enlightening, and needless to say, always entertaining.
The Online Slang Dictionary defines “My Happy Place” as “an envisioned calm place”. I would define “My Happy Place” as a favorite place – whether real or imagined- that I can return to again and again, that not only offers an escape from everyday stresses, but also brings the same kind of warm, contented satisfaction you get when with visiting old friends or a eating a big plate of mashed potatoes.
For me, this usually involves stepping into a story set in another era . My deep love of period pieces (especially British) began as a kid watching Masterpiece Theatre with my Mom. From there I began exploring my Dad’s collection of classic literature for books or plays that I’d seen dramatized on TV and in movies: Shakespeare, Dickens, Hardy and above all Jane Austen. A keen observer of human nature, Jane Austen wrote characters with humor, intelligence, wit and very human failings then set them against the formal, structure and manners of 19th Century English society. Add to this idyllic settings in London, Bath, and numerous country manors and estates and the result for me is pure bliss…
I stepped into the bookshop and breathed in that perfume of paper and magic that, strangely, no one had ever thought of bottling.
CARLOS RUIZ ZAFON
If I had to credit one thing for my obsessive love of bookstores, I think I’d have to trace it back to watching Beauty and the Beast when I was little. There is definitely video footage (which I will NOT be sharing here) of me stomping around the living room in my bright yellow Belle gown, a basket containing a book swinging wildly on my arm, singing at the top of my lungs about how there must be more than this provincial life. I remember being just as swept away with wonder as Belle was when the Beast revealed his extravagant library. Couple that with years of reading Harry Potter, idolizing Hermione Granger, and dreaming about the magnificence that is the Hogwarts Library and you’ve got a bonafide bookworm, but more than that, a beautiful bookstore and library fanatic.
So, considering all that, you can imagine that when An Unlikely Story opened in Plainville, MA, I was determined to visit as soon as possible and dragged the family along with me.