Book Club Menu Ideas Novels & Stories

" What will we be having for lunch. Just look at this menu. It's the pregnancy menu." I read the front and laughed. " They actually have a pregnancy menu. You can always ask for a normal one. You don't have to torture yourself with this nutritiously bland food." " I think il take a try." Tyler smiled and began reading the menu aloud. " So we have the starters menu here. It has carrot and honey fingers,chicken and broccoli strips,liver and mushroom mini pies and egg dumplings." "Wow, that is some interesting combinations. It's so hard to decide what to eat. They all sound scrumptious." I teased.

Celine, diligently taking notes, chimed in, "What about the menu? We want to offer something exquisite, something that represents both tradition and modern elegance." Rebecca’s face lit up. "We’ll have tropical fried coconut rice, Chinese fried rice with an array of sauces, and an assortment of proteins like turkey, chicken, and beef. For snacks, let’s go with a small chops combo that includes everything from spring rolls to samosas." Divine, who was still adjusting to the lavish lifestyle of the Kadara Aimos, nodded appreciatively. "That sounds perfect. It’s diverse enough to cater to all our guests’ tastes."

“But I really, really want to put them on just for giggles.” Day snatched the pen and wrote them all on the paper. “Do menu sections. These can be in the section titled ‘Final Night of Freedom.’” Oh my god. “Put All Night Long in there, too.” She scribbled it down. “Classics?” “Mojito, margarita, Bloody Mary, daiquiri, martini—all versions—whisky sour, cosmopolitan, mimosa, and Bucks Fizz.” She blinked at me. “Wow. Why are we writing a menu again, Ms. I Know My Cocktails?”

“What would you like to drink?” “Um, what are we having for lunch?” “You can choose between chicken pasta with bacon and four different types of cheese, or chicken wrap with fries.” “Can I please have an ice tea with lemon?” “Of course.” She nodded at me. Piercy put his arm on the back of my chair and leaned back. “For you, alpha?” “Water, please.” “Dr. Pepper.” Brittany smiled. “Thank you, Bertha.” “Of course.” She smiled at Brittany. “I assume you want the same?” She looked at Gavin.

"By the way, you're coming tonight, right? Book club meeting at my place. Seven o'clock sharp. Wear your bathing suit." "You mean margarita meeting, right?" I poked her in the side. "We all know that the books are only an excuse to get together and gossip while we drink tequila." "Potato, potahto," she scoffed, waving her hand. "The point is that you've got to be there. You missed last month. And also, this one is going to be special." "You say that about every, uh, meeting. Oh, and last month, I was busy getting ready for my vacation," I reminded her. "But yes, I think I can make it. Need me to bring anything?"