Minor Characters, by JOYCE JOHNSON.
One of the reviews of the book says:
The best memoirs make you feel that you have been hanging around the same apartments, sharing subway benches, drinking bottomless cups of coffee at the same diner with someone.
I concur 100%. I originally read to read about Kerouac, but ended up falling in love with Ms. Johnson instead.
- "I loved the slums, my slums, the sweet slums of Bohemia and beatnikdom, where sunflowers and morning glories would bloom on fire escapes in the summer."
- "I bought seven-cent bagels and ten-cent half-sour pickles and sat up till dawn in Rappaport's, where they gave you a whole basket of rolls free, drinking coffee with a jazz trombonist from St. Louis and a poet just arrived from Chicago."
I have longed to find a place like that my whole, whole life. I found it in this book.
Enjoy if you read it!