December Book Club and Restaurant Review

December 14, 2010 at 11:38 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , )


A couple of weeks ago, the fine ladies in my book club met up at Greek Islands Restaurant in Greektown (I meant to get this post up earlier but you know what they say – the road to hell is paved with good intentions).  It was my first time at the restaurant

I can see my office! Well, not really

(and in Greektown in general) and it was conveniently located a ten minute walk from The Tower Formerly Known As Sears, so I worked a little late and headed on over.  The place was huge, much larger than I would have guessed, and it was hopping.  Large rooms branched off in every direction and there seemed to be another one every time you turned around.  We met up on a Wednesday night when typically places aren’t super crowded but Greek Islands had a line out the door.  Thankfully, we had reservations so once the majority of our group showed up we were ready to eat.

I should preface this by saying I love Greek food.  Pita, hummus, spanakopita and flaming saganaki cheese are all wonderfully tasty treats that I should be enjoying more often than I do.  We ordered drinks and appetizers and, after an obligatory amount of time spent generally catching up, we were ready to begin discussing our book for the month, The Bastard on the Couch by Daniel Jones.  It’s a compilation of 27 essays by men on “love, loss, fatherhood and freedom” and some of them were written by well-known male writers (for instance, one was by Anthony Swofford, author of Jarhead).  The stories told of men

Porn for Women

dealing with the pressure to be “men” in a society that isn’t always clear on what that means and even had a few tales from stay-at-home dads who tried to explain their experiences living a non gender typical lifestyle.  I thought some of the essays were really insightful and thought-provoking, but others were dry and uninteresting.  That’s pretty typical of essay books, though.

I must have had a slight aneurysm towards the end of our meeting because I heard myself volunteering to host our next one at my apartment while we discussed places to convene.  In the year and a half I’ve lived in this place, I’ve never hosted anything more than a mismatched group of friends who showed up for a movie.  I’m strangely looking forward to it though and even volunteered to make a pecan pie for dessert (it’s going to be a potluck).  I’m planning on channeling my inner Martha Stewart and sprucing the place up so I can properly entertain these entertaining women.  I might even wear a dress.

Okay that last part won’t happen but it should be fun nonetheless.  I just have to practice my pie-making because the last time I baked I screwed up the crust and ending up  having to eat the whole thing out of a tin with a spoon.  Not such a bad way to dine on dessert but I don’t think Martha would approve.

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