Nested in “Big Walnut Street”, in the area of Budapest where streets are named after plants, Massolit is a little flower with a secret garden. It’s a coffee shop in a bookstore and vice versa. I grew up in my mother’s bookshop, so here, surrounded by books, I can find peace, feel happy and inspired.
In this place I wrote my first novel, several short stories, hundreds of articles and a few poems. If I had to leave Budapest tomorrow, Massolit would be the place I would miss the most.
I am an expat and, even if I speak Hungarian, I cannot read it at a decent pace, therefore it’s a big attraction to me that here all the titles are in English, both used and new. I come to Massolit for a cozy seat in a freezing day or a table in the nature during the good season, or sometimes just looking for the easiest, yet most precious thing: some interesting company.
Starting from the owner, Judit, to reach its various group of regulars, Massolit feels like family (a good one). It’s an island of peace for those who are writing, studying or working on their laptop – people mention Massolit in the special thanks of their thesis or novels -, but also the ideal spot to meet part of the vibrant creative community that Budapest nurtures.
The range of events hosted here includes readings, photo exhibitions, book launches, live concerts, old movies screenings and workshops.