Book Club Food Ideas Novels & Stories

His life mate, Edward, was an accountant at the same firm as my friend Rick. "I got it." I skimmed the attachment. "Looks good, except you seated the mayor next to the school board director. I'd rather not have any arrests at the event." He laughed. "I'll fix that." I listened as he shuffled papers. "The caterer wants to know if you want the same options as last year." I mulled that over. "No. The beef wellington wasn't too popular. The chicken kiev with asparagus spears and roasted potatoes are fine, as we discussed, but add a fish option and email me for approval. Maybe salmon. Dessert? What's she got planned?"

“Get some fun, will you?” “I’m already having fun when you called me,” I snorted which made him laugh. “Tell me what’s fun in reading books?” Neveah raised a brow. “It could make your brain less rusty and make you smarter.” Both of them just laughed. They’re making me look like a freaking clown, seriously. We stopped by in Starbucks to eat some snacks. The store was full but we manage to get a seat for the three of us. It’s weekend so it’s expected to be crowded.

It has been a whirlwind, how these guys do it I have no idea, they have stamina made of steel. The restaurant is doing really well, Lukov told me that the bookshop-café is always busy, the kids love the reading sessions of an afternoon when they finish school. It was only going to be a morning opening for this part of the restaurant for moms to meet up and enjoy some down time before they had to go back home to start chores and get ready for the kids coming home. But it was doing so well, and a few people asked if we could run an after school coffee and reading club so that’s what happened.

I said, the smile still on my face. She shrugged. “Kind? Pfft.” She waved a dismissive hand, nearly smacking down a bunch of bananas on showcase. “I’m a selfish woman. Good food is my love language.” Leaning in, she lowered her voice. “Between us? My book club’s planning a Bridgerton themed tea. Name your price.” My mouth went dry. “I’ll… erm… can we talk about it over the phone later?”

As soon as it was done printing, I put it in front of Sherry. “Fancy.” She muttered. “It was quick. Anyway, you can style this however but this does seem to work for the school cafeteria.” Sherry nodded. “Now, each food option would be listed. I’ll use this first one as an example. Breakfast can be pancakes with assorted fruits. Lunch is ham, chicken or roast beef sandwiches, salads, fruits and chips. Dinner can be Lasagna with garlic bread. Chocolate cake for desert. As a universal option, milk, water and tea will be served. If they want something else, they can bring it in.”

“I found those on your bookshelf. They had various bookmarks in them, so I figured you might want to continue reading them to pass the time.” I grinned. “I appreciate that.” Cecilia unpacked the food. “I also brought lunch. There’s this cute little cafe on the corner just a couple blocks down from here. Massive salads. And great soups. I got you a steak salad with extra meat, and then some thick tomato bisque soup and some of their freshly-baked bread to dip in it.” “Thank you, Cecilia.” “I also snagged you a lemon bar, if your sweet tooth starts acting up.”

“I mean, I’m down for that if you are. You women are usually all weird about eating messy food in company.” “Shit, that’s a good point,” she said. “Okay, no wings. That’s definitely a food for couples who don’t care about impressing each other anymore.” I chuckled. “We have three more options we haven’t covered. After that, I’m calling it, and we’re going to rummage in your kitchen for as many snacks as we can find and eat like teenagers.” “Don’t threaten me with a good time, Mr. Lucas,” she said. I gave her a pointed look before starting to list the choices. “Italian, sushi, or Vietnamese?”

“This is happening whether you like it or not.” I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop smiling. These girls always knew how to make me feel loved. The meal was simple but delicious. Roasted chicken, a hearty salad, warm bread—it was nothing fancy, but everyone seemed to enjoy it. We sat around the table, talking and laughing like no time had passed since our last get-together. “So,” Claire started, leaning forward with a teasing smile, “any weird cravings yet? Pickles and ice cream? Peanut butter on pizza?”

“I’m never wrong when it comes to food. It’s beef stew with sweet potato topping, bean and sausages hot pot, mashed potatoes, and steamed carrots, peas, and sweet corn.” “Wow!” Jeremy chuckled, rubbing his hands together. “Sounds damn hearty.” “Hearty is right,” Dara said. “We can take some home, right, Marian?” Soriya asked. The woman chuckled. “Of course, I’ll pack some for you two. Don’t worry about it.” “And there’s watermelon for dessert,” Lilly said. “Nice,” Jeremy said. “I love watermelon.”

There were a variety of Fresh berries, Granola for crunch, Poached eggs on English muffins, Canadian bacon, smoked salmon, sautéed spinach and kale for general feeding, and on the other hand, for the saucy sisters, there were bagels with cream cheese, burrito, omelet, and baked buffalo wings. "She is too dumb to make corrections. Always wrong," Ivy spat with derision, as she took her time to take the first bite of food into her mouth, so that she would scream a complaint at the top of her voice if she sensed any displeasure while eating the food. However, there was always nothing to say. The food was always perfectly made.