I grew up in a pretty small town – our house was about four blocks from the public library. To keep busy during the summer months, I remember spending hours there searching the shelves and browsing through books in hopes of finding the next best one to check out.
I know the old saying…’Don’t judge a book by its cover’. When thinking about it though, there is a sort of beauty about the cover of books.
This beauty came to life in a little shop near Queen Victoria Market in Melbourne. Upon walking in, two of my favorite pastimes were matched up into one amazing store…books and cooking.
An entire store, shelf after shelf, was lined with cookbooks! I was able to peruse cookbooks on just about any topic from spice history to charcuterie.
I genuinely could not have been happier in that moment as I was searching through the titles. If only my suitcase could have fit about 40 more pounds!