sweetshops

Updated: May 26, 2025

The house in Bucket Lane was dark and grim when he left it the street was hidden from the light and hung like a strip of black ribbon between the sunshine of the broader highways that lay at each end of it. It was a Jewish quarter-notices in Yiddish were in all the little grimy shop windows, in the bakers and the sweetshops and the laundries.

Sir Hugh Walpole - Fortitude

This was not empty and barren; but the blackness and silence of this vegetable chamber, this architecture fashioned by the strangest of builders for the most remarkable of tenants, was filled with a nap of long, crystalline hairs or threads like the spun-glass candy in our Christmas sweetshops white at the base and shading from pale salmon to the deepest of pinks.

William Beebe - Edge of the Jungle