Memoir: April 26th, 2007
I drove into the city and dropped my daughter off at college last
night for student orientation, and then spent the next two hours
wandering around Old Market in the cold mist and blustery wind.
I bought a blue lace agate ring at Namaste and then went to a shop
called Souke and looked at the most unusual little wooden statuettes
from the mid-east...couples in various sexual poses, some of the
poses from the Kama Sutra, body parts and forms exaggerated and
distorted and polished to a shine in the dark wood.
I bought fudge at a small candy shop that is handmade and so good
it has to be sinful...chocolate/raspberry and chocolate/amaretto.
I probably ate two days worth of calories in 20 minutes.
I wandered through a dusty cluttered antique shop so full of
stuff that you could hardly navigate, afraid all the while I was
going to bump something with my large purse, and followed the whole
time by three cats wearing silver bells who rubbed up against my
legs every time I stopped to look at something.
I ended up at The Bistro and had a cup of coffee and
warmed up-- I was so cold by that time. Damn wind. Very
high ceilings and warm rust colored walls; intimate little tables for
two scattered throughout the large old building; a table set up for a
game of chess; men bent over their laptop computers, completely
absorbed with the screen ahead of them, reaching out blindly to grasp
their coffee cups from time to time. Light
classical music filtering through a sound system. Cozy
sofas and coffee tables tucked in here and there and large brown
cushions across a long window seat ahead of huge windows framing the
cobbled streets, and traffic, and hundred-year-old buildings,
and wind blown pedestrians.
Once I was warmed up, I dreaded going back out in the cold and
just made it back to the car with 8 minutes left on the meter.
Photo: The Passageway
The shop, Souke, is located in this building, along with several other shops and restaurants.