
I love
Coach House. They keep publishing books I really want to buy and then love reading, which I think is a mark of achievement for an independent press. Tonight we attended the Coach House Open House tonight over on bpNichol Lane, and we had more fun than

you think we would have standing around a parking lot. And not just because there were food and bevvies, or because there was a tour and a chance to see the printing press in action. And not just because we got to see
Crissy Calhoun,
Ivor Tossell and
Julie Wilson either. And not even because we got take advantage of the book sale. (I bought
The Girls Who Saw Everything.) But I would probably say that the fun was most definitely a culmination of all these things.