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Teaching an old book new tricks.

Weak spine. Sunburn. Bumped head. Maladies of aging that aren’t that surprising after more than one-hundred years on this old Earth. I hope I hold up as well as these old books. At the very least, I hope my appendages don’t fall off from overuse, like the leather book covers did on this two volume set.

Back when these volumes were printed, paper was a lot sturdier. In general, books printed and bound before the mid-nineteenth century hold up well over time. Like everything else, it depends on how they are cared for during their life on the shelf.

If you never change the oil in the car, the engine could fail eventually, if pressed hard enough. A lot of shiny cars turn rusty on the coasts. Sun does its damage over time, too. Particularly when it comes to books parked near a window.

It might have just been constant opening and closing that ruined the leather-bound boards on this 1860 set. A well-read book of that time would be more likely to lose only the front cover. Sun and humidity will ruin even fine leather over the decades, and I’m guessing that’s what happened to Lord McCauley’s Miscellaneous Writings, published by Spottiswood and Company of London.

When the books arrived, the back cover of volume two was missing in action. The three others were completely detached.

There are ways to repair loose boards, but the process is much more involved and – to tell the truth – many antique books don’t warrant the time and effort required to put them to rights. Like old car restoration, some classics will benefit from a frame-off, ground-up repair. Others just need the dents pounded out and spray painted.

I’m hoping the work on these two volumes will increase their value, and it’s probable, since I picked them up on the cheap due to their condition. Since one board was gone, reattaching the covers wasn’t an option. The back board of volume two came courtesy of an old Clive Cussler novel that had seen better days. Sort of like the organ donor program. It was sky-blue and hardly suited for an antique, but that’s all right. It’s well hidden after the repair.

The Cussler-cover is now underneath a new leather binding at the spine, and an 1860s-design-appropriate piece of cloth. Rather than lose the nice marbled paper used in the original free end page, I photocopied the board interior and used it as the new paste-down page, which covers the binding work on the inside.

As you can see in the third image, Volume One is still waiting for the emergency room doctor, but Volume Two is now complete and ready for another 150 years.

With a little good fortune, it will spend its second incarnation out of the sunlight and in the comfort of a good home, so those covers won’t come loose again.

Of course, after 150 years, I won’t be surprised if my arms simply drop off one day. I’ll keep the binder’s glue ready, just in case.

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

What a difference a year makes.

Time was, you could fire a cannon down the middle of Main Street after 5pm and not worry a single soul. It wasn’t that long ago. Before moving the shop into the Rose District, I would occasionally take a slight detour after locking up and drive through Old Downtown BA.

Dead.

You could have parked anywhere, but wouldn’t have had much of a reason to do so. Nothing much was open. I should know. For years, I was probably the last retail shop open after five or six o’clock on Main.

Take a look at the picture. You can click on it for a slightly larger view, if you like. The snapshot was taken about seven-thirty this evening. As you can see, it’s a completely different scenario these days. The image is looking south through the Main and Commercial Street intersection, from in front of the shop. When I looked the other direction, the parking spaces were filled all the way to Broadway.

Since I don’t own an NSA secret-agent look-around-the-corner camera, you can’t see the cars parked east and west along Commercial.

And in the public lot on Ash Street.

The photo was taken about the time of day I would occasionally drive down Main before heading to the house, back when the shop was in the Oak Crest Center. Back then, you could have had your pick of spaces in which to park, but not many shopping or dining options.

That was before Main Street Tavern and the Bruhouse Grill and Fiesta Mambo. And with yesterday’s announcement about The Rooftop (to open in June above In the Raw’s new restaurant location), and the rumored restaurant to be located right next door, the evening activity will certainly make for busy sidewalks and happy, hungry guests.

But no more firing of cannons down the middle of Main.

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

It’s a Happy St. Pat’s Day to ya!

Hard to imagine a St. Patrick’s Day without some kind of stress (from a restaurateur’s point of view), but this one goes in the books that way. Granted, the celebration here was an abbreviated version, compared to some year’s events, and those planned elsewhere. The fire-marshal-at-the-door-year comes to mind, for example…He was most gracious though, that year, and said we could “carry on our party.”

Once again, Kristen the super-daughter stepped in to make it all work smoothly. I ventured out from the kitchen when I could, just so I dash among the tables spreading blarney. (One of my many vices.) She is always great at taking care of the guests and making sure everyone has what they need for a good experience.

I have the apron on yet, ready to tackle the stack of dishes and glassware that resulted from the St. Paddy’s Day lunch. The feel-good afterglow even knocks down the burden of hand-washing all those plates and bowls. I do miss the big sanitizing machine we had at Paddy’s Irish.

(We now interrupt the blog for this news-brief: I just fielded a telephone call with a question about how busy it would be tonight. Not all all. One of these days we’ll graduate to the Big Boy party circuit. Maybe. Having been in that league during my years at Paddy’s Irish in Tulsa, I’m not sure I’m ready to jump back into the party-pit.)

Today was genuinely enjoyable.

A fellow just popped in wondering about the evening’s Irish menu. I hate to disappoint potential partiers, but I had hardly recovered from the Saturday evening cooking and serving before I was back in the kitchen again, prepping for Monday’s lunch. Those carrots and potatoes still won’t peel and chop themselves, despite my repeated training sessions. Of course, after I admitted we’d already had our little party, he said he was planning to visit Main Street Tavern anyway…

So, there weren’t any bagpipers playing. Some are relieved when that happens, but I happen to enjoy them. We had no Celtic guitars and penny-whistlers. No riverdancers. There was enough of the Clancy Brothers to prompt a “Can you turn it down?” request. And that was okay, too.

Time marches on. Eventually, I’ll need a cane to keep up with it, I suppose.

For now though, I’m sure I’m not the only one a wee bit relieved that the festivities of the pot o’ gold type are over for the year. (Reference: Saturday evening’s ShamRock the Rose festival in the Rose District, and everyone who worked so hard to make that event come off as planned, or – at least – near to the plan.) At the restaurant in Tulsa, we had a tradition in place. There were alterations to the formula, to be sure, but it was a bit of carry on and keep it up.

Here, it was a first-time thing. (Last year, St. Paddy’s fell on a Sunday, creating its own set of difficulties.) But, from here on out, there is an experience to build on. And, Hey! Maybe next year we’ll even publicize our little party. Who knows?

Happy St. Patrick’s Day, all! And to those of you who allowed us to serve you lunch and a green beer or shamrock punch:

Go raibh míle maith agat!

(If you want to say it out loud, that’s – Guh Rev Meeluh Mah Og-ut.)

Roughly translated from Irish Gaelic: Thanks a million!

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

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