Lebkov in The Hague is one of my favorite places to drink a coffee (an americano!) while studying or reading a novel. The latest visit saw me enjoying an americano with a large croissant. Yum!
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What’s the best novel you have read in a coffee shop (or any public place really)? Did it sweep you away so that time didn’t matter or, like me, did it make you laugh out loud and then suddenly feel self-conscious?
This year I think the honor goes to Haruki Murakami and Killing Commendatore, since it was the longest novel I had ever read in Dutch (2 parts of over 1,000 pages in total). Not really a laugh out loud work though!
At the moment I am reading Paul Auster’s 4 3 2 1. That one is a bit harder to follow (same character over 4 lives, with one key detail different to change them), but the story is also good.
And you? What’s your favorite?