YUMMERTIME BOOK CLUB: SEPTEMBER

We read good. We write good. Yup, yup. Wait, that’s not right, is it?

We’re kidding 🙂 You realize we’re kidding, right?

It’s the second installment of our Yummertime Book Club! And let’s cut to the chase. We can’t officially say we’ve finished our books from the last time (and by ‘we,’ we mean to say, we’re always and forever a team, when one goes down, we go down together, until the very end, cross our hearts and hope to… — okay, Brock didn’t finish his).

Do you remember that time in English class, when that horrible teacher, sitting on her stool in front of the white board with her emerald green Crocs, asked you out of the blue, like it was her job, what metaphor was used on page 90? Oh, you don’t? Okay, it’s probably just us Chris. But, we Chris remembers. “No, Mrs. Davis, I actually don’t.”

Or do you remember that one time when you spent 12 consecutive hours listening to Pride and Prejudice on tape.  For fun? No, because you decided not to read it over spring break in Italy, and had a final paper due the following week. Oh, you don’t? Okay, it’s probably just us Brock.

But, when it comes down to it, we really do love to read — we just hardly make the time to do so. Those teachers were right about one thing: reading is just as important as watching reality television. That’s what they said, right? It’s just a good thing we’re not in high school any more.

Hence, our commitment to this little book club 🙂

English class or not, we’re asking for an extension. We’re moving on to our next books, while still including Brock’s book from last time! For this installment, we’re reading Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan (Chris) and Grace: A Memoir by Grace Coddington (Brock). Oh, yeah, and we’re (and by ‘we,’ we mean to say, we’re in this together, right?) still reading Summer House with Swimming Pool by Herman Koch. Three books in one month — let’s go!

As for Chris’s choice from last month’s book club, The Widow’s Guide to Sex and Dating by Carole Radziwill? The book was genuinely engrossing. Really, it was. A surprising love story, witty and cheeky from beginning to end. Robust at the start and just a little (teensy, eensy) bit flimsy through the final chapters.

From the book: “Rule #2: You can fake an orgasm, but you can’t fake a Giacometti.” Don’t really understand what that means? Read it 🙂