Book Club Feast

Just finished my first book club meeting to be held at my house. It's exciting to have one's own house to host things like book club meetings.

Although there were only three of us, we had excellent conversation about "The God of Small Things" (my suggestion) and enjoyed an enormous Indian feast. Although none of us were Indian food experts, we took our inspiration straight from the book. I made a delicious Coconut Curry sauce with rice and chicken (probably a little more Thai than Indian, but oh well) and Naan bread. We also had an Indian sauce with chickpeas; pompadoms; and flour savories with banana jam (the recipe taken from a character in the book) for dessert. It was delicious. Dee Li Shos.

The book was also amazing. Our one-liner, which we create for each book and keep in a binder for future reference, was "Roy's poetic style weaves together bits and pieces of a families' fate following tragedy." We rated it 8.5/10 (I gave it a 9).

Here are a few of my favourite lines, underlined in the book (sorry Amanda, I couldn't help it!):

"Strange insects appeared like ideas in the evening..."

"The Loss of Sophie Mol stepped softly around the Ayemenem House like a quiet thing in socks."

My personal favourite: "Men's bums never grow up. Like school satchels, they evoke in an instant memories of childhood."

"On warm days, the smell of shit lifted off the river and hovered over Ayemenem like a hat."

"...he clasped his armpits possessively, as though someone had asked to borrow them and he had just refused."

"He left behind a hole in the Universe through which darkness poured like liquid tar."

I could go on, but instead, you should just read the book.
Next, we are reading "The lust lizard of melancholy cove" by Christopher Moore, which promises to be hilarious.