Work in Progress by Nancy Bolton is book number 4 in the “Love is . . .” series of novellas by Prism Book Group. The story illustrates “love does not boast.”
Julie and Mark have worked together for years in the kitchen. As a dog that’s my favorite place to be when Mom is there – but dogs aren’t allowed in this kitchen because it’s at a restaurant. What’s up with that?
They keep their relationship civil because Julie believes Mark is an insincere flirt and he thinks she’s a bit of a prude.
But Mark begins to notice something suspicious with Julie. And Julie prays to be more patient with Mark. She keeps her “good deeds” a secret where Mark seems to boast about everything he does.
Something changes in their dynamic and things begin to heat up in the kitchen and in their relationship.
This was a fun story because it introduced me in the whole underground movement of recycling perfectly good food that goes to waste, to help others in need. It’s not written as a political statement but as a genuine glimpse behind the power of that kind of work.
While some humans might opposed to eating scraps – I’m a dog and find it a perfectly wonderful thing to do. Hey, food is food and when it’s good stuff, why not? I give this five bones, because I’m a dog. I don’t do stars.
Spatzle Baganz, book reviewer for the silygoos blog because that’s how we roll.
The first night we went to this cute Italian restaurant not far from the gates of the YMCA of the Rockies were we were meeting. It looks small but much like the Tardis – it is bigger on the inside. Also wallpapered in $1 bills! The Dunraven Inn was a delightful place and our waiter, Colin was sweet and funny. The manager wouldn’t admit to the job until we told him we liked our meal. My friends told him about my book and I explained that my main man was an Italian chef.
The manager escorted us into the kitchen to meet their Italian cook.
The poor guy posed for a photo at his managers insistance and we all had fun.
So here is a photo of Chef Marty. Oh, and his pesto was wonderful! The next night we went out to eat at Ed’s Cantina in Estes Park. My friends asked if they had pesto on the menu. At a Mexican restaurant? Sure enough, they did! We asked if we could take a photo of the chef and the hostess graciously brought out Chef Jose to our table so we could take a picture. Isn’t this great? A little Fonzi pose for the writer from Wisconsin!
I didn’t eat pesto there, but did enjoy mymeal of bison enchiladas. Yummy!