Title: Food for Thought
Author Name: Amy Lane
Publication Date & Length: April 8, 2015 – 92 pgs
Emmett Gant was planning to tell his father something really important one Sunday morning—but his father passed away first. Now, nearly three years later, Emmett can’t seem to clear up who he should be with—the girl with the apple cheeks and the awesome family, or his snarky neighbor, Keegan, who never sees his family but who makes Emmett really happy just by coming over to chat.
Emmett needs clarity.
Fortunately for Emmett, his best friend’s mom has a cookbook that promises to give Emmett insight and good food, and Emmett is intrigued. After the cookbook follows him home, Emmett and Keegan decide to make the recipe “For Clarity,” and what ensues is both very clear—and a little surprising, especially to Emmett’s girlfriend. Emmett is going to have to think hard about his past and the really important thing he forgot to tell his father if he wants to get the recipe for love just right.
I may be Amy Lane’s biggest fan. Whenever I’m down, re-reading The Locker Room or Beneath the Stain will usually sort me out. Food for Thought, however, didn’t quite have the emotional resonance I’ve come to expect from an Amy Lane story.
I think my problem was that I didn’t really like Emmett. I’m still not sure how someone can come out of the closet in college and then go back to pretending to be straight as an adult. I found this confusing – and the time jump at the start of the story made me wonder if I was even reading about the same character any more.
I did love Keegan. Pretty and slightly camp, he has confidence enough for himself and Emmett. Vinnie’s whole family had the warmth and strength I love in an Amy Lane story. I love the way Emmett’s adopted family knew him better than he knew himself.
This is the second of the Granny B cookbook stories I’ve read and I quite enjoyed the waythe two authors took the same stimuli and came up with very different stories.
This is a sweet, warm, emotionally honest romance.
Amy Lane dodges an EDJ, mothers four children, and writes the occasional book. She, her brood, and her beloved mate, Mack, live in a crumbling mortgage in Citrus Heights, California, which is riddled with spiders, cats, and more than its share of fancy and weirdness. Feel free to visit her at www.greenshill.comorwww.writerslane.blogspot.com, where she will ride the buzz of receiving your e-mail until her head swells and she can no longer leave the house.