Lunch with the Do Nothings at the Tammy Dinette, by Killian B. Brewer
Published By: Interlude Press
Release Date: January 12, 2017
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
When Marcus Sumter, a short order cook with dreams of being a chef, inherits a house in small town Marathon, Georgia, he leaves his big city life behind. Marcus intends to sell the house to finance his dreams, but a group of lovable busybodies, the Do Nothings, a new job at the local diner, the Tammy Dinette, and a handsome mechanic named Hank cause Marcus to rethink his plans. Will he return to the life he knew, or will he finally put down roots?
There’s something about small towns and sassy, Southern women that’s very appealing. You don’t often see them in m/m romance, which is unfortunate, but after reading this book I definitely think there should be more of them. In fact, the whole time I was reading this charming, chaste little story, I kept imagining it as a novel and wondering who would play all the parts. I think it would lend itself to the big screen rather well. Someone should consider filming this as sort of an updated Steel Magnolias and get it scripted and casted post haste.
While the plot of this book revolves around Marcus, a young man chasing down an inheritance and ultimately falling for a local mechanic, the heart of it are the Do-Nothings, a group of nosy but well-meaning senior citizens who take Marcus under their wing (whether he wants it or not) with the hopes of thwarting his plans of moving on after arriving in their small town to claim an inheritance from a grandmother he never got to meet. Marcus is unsure of who these women are and why they seem so interested in his plans for the future.
“Marcus shrugged. “That’s fine. But the Do-Nothings?”
“Oh, that’s just a bunch of old women. We were all your grandmother’s friends. Have been for years and years.”
“So, you’re a bridge club or something?”
“No. It’s just what the name says. We do nothing.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You see your grandmother actually came up with the idea. Being the mayor’s wife, she had to take part in every last blasted thing that went on in this town….One day we were riding back from a PTA meeting, I think it was, and she said to me, ‘wouldn’t it be heaven to do absolutely nothing?’ And that was when we decided to create the Do-Nothing club. Once a week, we would get together and do nothing.”
The Do-Nothings are a complete misnomer, though. In fact, they are will to do anything to get Marcus to stay, going so far as to try and set him up with any available men, young or old, gay or straight, in the hopes that sparks will fly and he’ll settle into his grandmother’s house.
“We agreed we would each bring one suitable person for Marcus to meet. Why in the heck did you bring ten? And most of them were straight.”
“Well, what do I know from gay? I’ve always heard that one in ten men is gay so I figured if I just brought ten single men, then by the law of averages – “
Unfortunately, for the Do-Nothings, Marcus has other plans and none of them include staying in Marathon, Georgia no matter how lovely the ladies are or how much he loves helping out at the local diner or how cute he finds local businessman and mechanic extraordinaire, Hank Hudson. But maybe some meddling grannies, tasty home-cooking and a gentle lover will be enough to change Marcus’ mind.
I loved all the women in this book. They were smart, strong and independent minded, and even bickering amongst themselves, you could still feel how much they loved each other. Marcus seemed almost peripheral to the story in comparison but I still enjoyed his sweetly demure romance with Hank Hudson. Even the fade to black sex scenes, which sometimes annoy me, were cute and fit with the story perfectly.
Lunch with the Do Nothings at the Tammy Dinette exudes all sorts of honeyed-charm and feels like the kind of book you’d enjoy on a long, summer night with a tall glass of spiked iced-tea. But don’t let that stop you from letting it warm up a cold winter night. Pair it with some bbq ribs and a side of coleslaw for maximum effect 🙂
Killian B. Brewer grew up in a family where the best way to be heard was to tell a good story, therefore he developed an early love of storytelling, puns and wordplay. He began writing poetry and short fiction at 15 and continued in college where he earned a BA in English. He does not use this degree in his job in the banking industry. He currently lives in Georgia with his partner and their dog. Growing up in the South gave him a funny accent and a love of grits. The Rules of Ever After is his first novel.
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