The Sunshine Potluck Society by Lilly Mirren

The Sunshine Potluck Society by Lilly Mirren

Author:Lilly Mirren [Mirren, Lilly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Lab Press


Chapter Nineteen

Gwen had gotten the hang of walking in the boot. She managed reasonably well, and the pain was gone. The break seemed to be healing, and she was grateful to be back at home. She was alone, since Duncan was most likely still at the golf club. He usually spent the entire day there, playing eighteen holes, eating, socialising. It was his happy place. And she often joined him—she liked spending time with their friends at the club. But not today. Today, she’d spent the morning at her potluck brunch as she often did on Saturdays. And this afternoon, she intended to get to work organising the Surf Club fundraiser.

There was a lot to do. The location of the event was easy—it would be held at the Surf Club. They were raising money to support the club’s life-saving efforts. The annual fundraiser provided a large portion of their budget for the year and was a must-attend event for the local business community.

It was her understanding that the woman who’d agreed to organise the fundraiser had been through some kind of family drama, and as a result, they were three weeks out with nothing done. She’d communicated a theme, Marie Antoinette. Gwen wasn’t sure it was a very applicable theme, given the event was being held at a small-town surf club on a tropical island, but the committee had assured her the theme was non-negotiable, as it was too late to change the marketing and ticketing that had already gone out.

The food should be French. She made notes on a notepad, her foot resting on an ottoman placed strategically in front of her leather armchair. What would work? She picked up the phone and dialled Joanna’s number.

Joanna answered with a sleepy voice. “Hello?”

“Hey, Jo, I’m working on this Surf Club fundraiser. It’s a French royalty theme. Any ideas for the menu?”

Joanna hesitated. “Oh, hi, Gwen. I was just napping.”

“I’m so sorry. Did I wake you?”

“That’s okay, I needed to get up.” She yawned loudly. “French food? Okay, let’s see. Bouillabaisse is a traditional French soup. You can serve it with seafood, to make it coastal, and crusty bread sticks.”

“That sounds delicious,” Gwen replied, quickly writing it down.

“Pizzas, of course, but with creme fraiche instead of tomato sauce. They’re called Flammekueche, and they’re delicious. They’re from the province of Alsace. Oooh… Or you could do mini quiche Lorraines. That would be simple and yummy.”

“I like that idea,” Gwen replied. She was starting to feel hungry. “It has to be something I can serve to over two hundred people at the same time.”

“Will you do a sit-down meal or finger food?”

“Finger food would be best since the entire place will be packed.”

Joanna laughed. “Oh, you’re going to upset some people.”

“I don’t want to do that. But I’d like to have a live band, dancing. And I want to fit as many people into the club as I can, without the costs getting too far out of control. We’re meant to be raising money, not spending it.



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