I Know You Like A Book, is probably one of the best names for a book store I’ve ever heard of. I Know You Like A Book is located in Peoria Heights and I know you want to go there. How do I know that? Well, after hundreds of posts, I know you like a book! So let’s turn the page and get over there already. Sheesh!
And here we are, this looks like a really cool store...
So let's go in and check it out.
As I walked in, I met the owner, Mary Beth Nebel. She opened this shop eight years ago and was a lawyer before she decided to open up I Know You Like A Book. When asked why she decided to take this turn in life she said that she noticed that there wasn't that many good book stores in the area and decided to do something about that. Good answer!
Check this out, Thursdays is a "Heights Night," where this and other stores are open late and they have chilled wine in here. More about that later, keep on scrolling to find out!
Let's take a little tour in here and I thought it might be fun to put passages from well known books in place of actual captions for the photos for the majority of the shots. And I decided to have a little contest. The first person that can name all of the books that the passages come from will win a copy of my book, The Boy Who Would Be A Fire Truck. Okay, ready, set...GO!
We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave...So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark—that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
It takes two to make an accident.
I know it is wet and the sun is not sunny, but we can have lots of good fun that is funny.
He journeyed downstairs crestfallen and defective—a great wait on his boulders—not even his wife’s battered face could raise a smile on poor Frank’s head—who as you know had no flies on him.
There's only one rule you need to remember: laugh at everything and foget everybody else! It sound egotistical, but it's actually the only cure for those suffering from self-pity.
"I'm the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life. It's awful. If I'm on my way to the store to buy a magazine, even, and somebody asks me where I'm going, I'm liable to say I'm going to the opera. It's terrible.
The Stooges didn't want any girl in the house, especially one with a deep voice.
We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?
A man who has blown all his options can’t afford the luxury of changing his ways. He has to capitalize on whatever he has left, and he can’t afford to admit—no matter how often he’s reminded of it—that every day of his life takes him farther and farther down a blind alley...
Because he knows you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep yourself in balance, just to keep the world from running you plumb crazy.
I've been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it, he meant you're gold when you're a kid, like green. When you're a kid everything's new, dawn. It's just when you get used to everything that it's day. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's gold. Keep that way, it's a good way to be.
Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.
If you don't know where you are going any road can take you there.
We have a criminal jury system which is superior to any in the world and it's efficiency is only marred by the difficulty of finding twelve men every day who don't know anything and can't read.
Okay, this concludes the caption contest. Feel free to Google the passages and the first person who gets them all gets my book. It'll be interesting to see if anyone even tries this. This is a picture of Mary Beth with her faithful dog, Ringo. Sadly Ringo's not around anymore, but his spirit lives on in the store.
This gentleman wandered into the store and we started talking and I learned his name is Dan and that he lives in Pontiac, Illinois. He was in town visiting his brother and was checking out some of the shops in the Heights. I asked him if he knew MBIP pal and Contributing Writer and Photographer, "Boris" Boden and a smile broke out over his face as he said he knows "Boris" very well! Too funny and we all know what needs to be cued up now!
Okay, time for me to make my purchase, I decided on this local book about Peoria Entertainment. It's a pictorial history after all and you can't go wrong with that!
And remember I mentioned wine at the top of the post? Well, there's a bar in here that not only serves up wine....
They also serve up cold beer in here! Books, a bar and beer, I may never leave here! What a genius store! Cheers and we'll see you all tomorrow!
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