Angelina's Bachelors is a moving and heartbreaking story that will have you munching away on a piece of pie while turning the pages. Honestly, I think I gained ten pounds just reading this book.
The recipes and the author descriptions of Angelina's cooking will make your mouth water and
have even the undomestic goddesses among us want to run into the kitchen and start whipping up a soufflé.
Angelina has just lost her beloved husband of five years to a heart attack; the last thing he ate was a piece of her chocolate cake. Days later, she finds she is without a job as well.
You would think this would make a woman cry foul and give up, but one lonely night she decides to cook a
Thanksgiving-style meal in hopes that it will release all her anger--after all, when does cooking not distress a woman? But the next day finds her refrigerator stuffed and no way of eating it all by herself before everything is spoiled.
With the help of her mother-in-law, she delivers the baked goods around the neighborhood.
Soon enough, Angelina’s doorbell starts ringing the next day from single men around the neighborhood who would like Angelina to start cooking for them because either they can’t cook
themselves or their mother can’t cook like Angelina. So is Angelina’s bachelor club
born, with five single guys ranging in age from 18 to 80 coming together for dinner five days a week
to get homemade fare.
But not soon after, a surprising revelation occurs. The ensuing calamity
results in Angelina owning her own restaurant with the help of the bachelors. And it just wouldn’t be a stunning read without a little bit of romance, now, would it? Yes, Angelina finds love again with one of the bachelors.
I just loved this book, not because cooking is my second passion after books but because of the message Angelina's Bachelors delivers. When one door closes, another opens. You just have to be ready and keep your eyes open.