I found Heaven in Menlo Park.
It goes by Feldman’s Books here.
They were closed when I snapped the above photo.
But they were very much open when I visited earlier in the day.
I spent at least 2 hours here, patiently and reverently combing the shelves and all the titles. My neck always gets a book-browsing crick that’s hard to hate.
As I wandered towards what I thought was the back of the store…
I discovered even more nirvana.
Babbling water features, comfy hammock chairs, and another structure full-to-bursting with books.
I carefully collected a stack praying my suitcase wouldn’t be over the 50lb limit for the flight home. What a charming and wonderful, local shop. I was so lucky to visit.