Book clubbing, that is. I have joined a local book club. We had our first meeting on Tuesday evening. There were eight of us there. We met at The Hub, a local diner owned by one of the club members. It is a great group of women, most of whom live in my neighborhood:) I had cherry pie a la mode while discussing Funny in Farsi, January's light read. It was an extremely funny memoir about a woman who moved to the USA from Iran during elementary school in the late 70s. Good cultural insights here and there but mostly just great stories about a quirky immigrant family.
I am looking forward to next month's read, The Omnivore's Dilema.
The author says, if we are what we eat, then Americans are corn. (I would have guessed wheat or sugar or beef).
But until I pick that one up, I'm reading the one my dad sent me for Christmas. I want to finish it in the next couple days so I can lend it to my dad when I go to Arizona next week. He is a big fan of the author's blog, Evangelicals for Mitt.