OBT's 2010 Spring Magazine

What happens in Book Club stays in Book Club. So I can only give you a highly edited account of the meeting that took place the evening of March 20, 2009, at an undisclosed location on Parliament Street.

From the moment I was buzzed upstairs to the elegant apartment over a nondescript hair salon, I knew I was in the presence of an elite group of book babes. There were flowers and music; cozy leather chairs and delicious apps (Spanish goat cheese and olives). It felt very much like an old-fashioned private club, and I felt honoured to be the first outsider to be invited (my friend Sandra, who brokered the deal, also was present).