a bookish walk in NYC, part 3
In cozy-bookshop terms, we inadvertently saved the best (or the coziest, at any rate) for last on our walking tour of Manhattan.
On our last day in the city, we explored Greenwich Village and environs, starting with an early-morning stroll through Washington Square Park: empty and peaceful on a lazy, gray Sunday morning.
Later, we wandered past the stunning home of the Jefferson Market branch of the New York Public Library, which began its life, in the 1870s, as a courthouse.
Truth be told, we were on a meandering search for a tiny bookstore I had read about but that we couldn’t seem to find … and some coffee, which, it turns out, is difficult to come by on a Sunday, when all of the Village’s miniscule coffee shops are packed with people. We eventually stumbled upon a tiny spot with one tiny table available and settled in for a chocolate chip scone and some coffee.
And the bookstore?
We finally stumbled upon it once we had given up the search. And by my reckoning, it might qualify as the coziest spot we found during our entire trip.
Creaky wooden floors.
Books on tables and shelves and floor-to-ceiling bookshelves.
Nooks to explore.
So many delightful novels to choose from … and a vase of fresh flowers perched on a low shelf.
All of it in just one room in an old building.
I can’t recommend this little bookshop enough. When you’re in Manhattan, please make every effort to visit Three Lives & Company.