(Book #8) In December we read the worst book we’d read so far and maybe since. We thought we might like a Christmas book, and we chose Christmas Train by David Baldacci. It reads like a screenplay for a silly movie, predictable, trite, ridiculous. But this meeting brought with it our first ever cookie exchange and that made up for the bad read! One of the unexpected bonuses of book club has been the 10 or more additional types of cookies I’m able to add to cookie trays for the holidays. [Linda is never allowed to drop out because I would be lost/heartbroken/maybethinnerbutnotworthit without her toffee.]