Lunch

Borders is closing down as you know - a favourite haunt of mine. Popped in at lunch time to see what I could pick up. To be honest, when so much is for sale it kind of overwhelms me.
Choosing a good book is like choosing a chocolate or ordering in a fancy restaurant; when it's all cheap the chocolates are mars-bars and the restaurant is a greasy spoon.
I was forced to fortify myself with an Eggnog late and a cinnamon swirl.
Mmmmmmm Egggggg nooooooog