We read Clyde Edgerton's Walking Across Egypt, a light tale set in
Carolina to which we gave pretty mediocre reviews. One of us was downright hostile to the book. The highlight was a southern style dinner at Paul's house.
We are seven handsome and charming* guys who meet at a different restaurant every month or so, having read a book in common, and discuss whatever we want--generally the assigned book, but usually many other timely topics as well. We rotate the responsibility to suggest titles, but the group has the final say. Our book club rules: 1) Anything goes, fiction or nonfiction; 2) paperbacks are preferred; and 3) staying under 300 pages is desirable (N.B., we violate this one all the time). We rate all books and restaurants on a 5-point scale.* All other adjectives were vetoed.
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