Hospitality: Home and Hearth
Sep. 5th, 2005 09:14 pmHad something unusual happen today. Took
damashita,
indigopowder and crew up to Value Village today for perusal of the half-off sale there.
scootercomputer got a bit antsy a handful of minutes in, and i was feeling less than obligated to stay in the throng of humanity.
So i took the little guy and we went Anywhere Else. Figured that since it had been ages since we'd been there, we'd stop in at Galway Traders. The place- on 15th Avenue just north of 75th Street in Báile Ard (see- you didn't know the root of the Ballard neighbourhood, despite the rest of its Scandinavian heritage, is Irish)- has all sorts of interesting things in general, and, well, we had time to kill. So, we got there at about 10:30, and found the OPEN sign outside the door, and proceeded to go in and pick about the place.
As usual, the proprietress, Evi, was engaging. She went all goo-goo over nicholas. I got the boys a book- Na Ceiltigh (part of a series, which also includes Na Lochlannaigh for those of you who'd prefer the Vikings to the Celts), figuring that they can get a start on the Gaelic languages earlier than i did. :-) Surprisingly, even though it's in Gaelige rather than Gàidhlig, i'm finding that i can understand chunks of it without
I also saw something which might peak the interest of one
ravenlaughing: remember seeing Asterix, le Gaulois at Half Price Books the other day? They've got it there in Gàidhlig. :-)
So, we nosed about for about twenty minutes and went to leave at about ten to eleven. When shutting the door, i saw the hours of operation posted. Technically, it would seem that they don't open until eleven. When they say "Fáilte romhaibh" they mean it- and since they live over the shop, it certainly seems to be an extension of the hospitality of home and hearth. In the world of modern commercialism, it's certainly not the level of service which one has become acclimated to recieving.
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So i took the little guy and we went Anywhere Else. Figured that since it had been ages since we'd been there, we'd stop in at Galway Traders. The place- on 15th Avenue just north of 75th Street in Báile Ard (see- you didn't know the root of the Ballard neighbourhood, despite the rest of its Scandinavian heritage, is Irish)- has all sorts of interesting things in general, and, well, we had time to kill. So, we got there at about 10:30, and found the OPEN sign outside the door, and proceeded to go in and pick about the place.
As usual, the proprietress, Evi, was engaging. She went all goo-goo over nicholas. I got the boys a book- Na Ceiltigh (part of a series, which also includes Na Lochlannaigh for those of you who'd prefer the Vikings to the Celts), figuring that they can get a start on the Gaelic languages earlier than i did. :-) Surprisingly, even though it's in Gaelige rather than Gàidhlig, i'm finding that i can understand chunks of it without
I also saw something which might peak the interest of one
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So, we nosed about for about twenty minutes and went to leave at about ten to eleven. When shutting the door, i saw the hours of operation posted. Technically, it would seem that they don't open until eleven. When they say "Fáilte romhaibh" they mean it- and since they live over the shop, it certainly seems to be an extension of the hospitality of home and hearth. In the world of modern commercialism, it's certainly not the level of service which one has become acclimated to recieving.