Novel & Cerita Book Club Menu Ideas

Sadie piped up. “With cheese.” Derel added. “Steamed Vegetables will be a must.” Alpha Raymond said. “Caprese salad, and marinated olives.” Derella added. “Jude, add something.” “Um… scrambled eggs?” Jude added. “Any more ideas?” Katie asked. “Not that I can think of.” Lucas replied. “Forgive me. I wasn’t jotting things down.” She said, bringing out a tiny notepad from her pocket, but Kaye hurried towards her, and gave her a piece of paper.

Chris said smiling making Isabelle feel like she was going to explode. "Now, what would you like to have?" He asked gesturing to the table with his hands making Isabelle look down at the table to see a black book sitting there. "Ooh! Menu? Fancy." She said smiling as she picked up the menu book. In it was a variety of dishes that Isabelle loved. Simple pasta, French toast, Spaghetti with meatballs, Lasagna, Chicken soup, Chicken pot pie, Burgers(with an option to add either cheese or bacon), and so on.

“Your brother can handle the forks. Let’s go before Mum decides she needs help polishing the clock.” Once we were outside, she bounced back instantly, talking too fast about menu ideas like the stealing chaos earlier never happened. “Okay, picture this,” she said, flipping her hair dramatically over her shoulder as we got to the car. “What if we do a dessert trio for the soft launch of the kids’ menu? Like—mini soufflés, mini cheesecakes, mini pastries. The kids will love it, I swear.” “We don’t know that for sure,” I laughed, unlocking the car. “But keep going.”

—Aiden got all pinkish at the top of his cheekbones—“helped me come up with something you would like.” “Maybe I should go out with him.” “I would strenuously object.” She unwrapped the book and burst out laughing. It was a folio society edition of Rebecca. The restaurant turned out to be a wood cabin built on a traffic island near London Bridge. Inside, it was clean and unfussy, all grown-up shades of brown, and books everywhere—there was even one on their table, a copy of Eros the Bittersweet. And it turned out the whole deal was about telling stories through food. Which she… yeah. Cheesy or not, she loved it.

He felt the unfamiliar stab of guilt. ‘What are you doing tonight?’ he said. The question made Pamela turn round. ‘It’s my book club.’ ‘Your book club?’ ‘Six to eight women,’ she explained, since he’d clearly never heard of the concept. ‘We all read a book and then afterwards we sit round and discuss it.’ He knitted his brows together. ‘And that’s supposed to be enjoyable?’ ‘That’s the general idea.’ ‘Cancel it.’ The answering smile he floated her was supremely confident. ‘Have dinner with me instead.’

The mood in the room grew lighter. I leaned back slightly, enjoying the energy building among them. Debbie grabbed a piece of parchment and began writing ideas as the conversation continued. “Games,” Tessa said. “Crafting,” Amara suggested. “Maybe guest speakers sometimes,” Lydia added. “Midwives, healers, teachers.” “That’s a great idea,” I said. Debbie continued scribbling. “Food is a must,” she declared. “Of course,” Tessa agreed immediately. “No gathering works without food.”

“But we must prepare the food on the spot too, mistress. What should we serve?” “Probably one-bite size food so all can eat easily at the event. We can prepare pasta and steak too as our main dishes, but also have a lot of fulfilling things like the sandwiches or burgers.” I nodded while thinking. “Probably chicken porridge and corn soup too for our seniors, or for unhealthy pack members who want to attend the event.” A Mu snapped her fingers. “Very good plan, mistress. We can do it. The ingredients are plenty in our storages. We can prepare from now.”

Akira asked me. "Waiter, what menus do you have here?" "We provide a variety of dishes, our main menu is meat. And, the drink is baijiu or sake! " I who heard that smiled sweetly, "Are there no vegetables? Do you have broccoli? And juice? " "Yes, of course there are. We also provide drinks that have various flavors. " "Yes, then I want to order mineral water, any food menu with ingredients of broccoli or tomato juice" "All right, how about you, sir?"

As we get settled in our new room, Becca talks me through her plans for the menu. “So, stop me if there’s something you don’t like but I’m thinking, Friday brunch, a range of egg dishes, cooked breakfasts, pancakes, crepes, quiche, muffins, and pastries. Friday dinner soup, brisket, paella, pot pie, molten lava cake, cupcakes, and such. Saturday, a standard range of breakfasts just with our own twists on it,” Becca says. “Amber, I trust you. It sounds fabulous, honestly,” I interrupt her.

I asked for the two beverages to be combined in one glass and Daniel requested the same. We were all soon settled around the table. The outside porch was covered and screened in, so there was no sun and no bugs, which made things perfect to eat out there. The breeze that blew in was nice and cooled the surrounding air. Julia kept the conversation going. She didn't ask about our relationship. I had a feeling she knew it revolved around the club and might not be fit for a young girl to hear. She oohed and aahed about the macaroni and cheese and asked for my recipe. Which I was happy to provide.