One of the sad thing about summer is that our regular visitors go away. The nice thing is that other folks visit. Ex-Schwartzian Brian was in from Atlanta who was enjoying The Orphan Master's Son immensely. His brother Kevin, on the other hand (not in person, but via Brian) was touting Jess Walter's The Financial Lives of Poets, which my sister Merrill also just finished. After Beautiful Ruins, that seems to be the Walter novel that is selling the best, due to the news about a Jack Black starring role in the film. Brian and I had lunch at Love Handle, a nice artisan sandwich and small plate shop on North Avenue, that Halley has been talking up. Pork cheeks sounds like the next hot term of endearment, doesn't it?
Speaking of tattoos, I asked if I could show the arm of the Becky of Coral-Gables-and-beyond Books and Books. She is famous for getting kids' artists to draw on her arm, and then she gets the drawing permanently inked. I had read about her in Publishers Weekly and it was very exciting to see Otis and Pigeon and friends up close.
I have no idea who we'll see today. If it's you, say hi.