A failure?

The first official meeting of the Eater Readers was on Saturday.
Although the turnout was meager and a lowly and ashamed member didn't finish the book (ummm, me) it was a definite success.
First to food.
Thanks to Courtney for bringing chocolate covered strawberries and O'Henry bars- sometimes referred to as Scotcheroos- and to Nicole for bringing dirt and worms. What a lovely allusion to the book, as we pondered on Uncle Augustus' unlikely and oh so bothersome addiction to eating whatever insect (dead or alive) that crosses his path. But mainly we just ate.
And then to reading.
The book wasn't a favorite, and ironically enough, it wasn't much discussed due to a distraught affiliate (me. again.) who didn't want the ending to be prematurely revealed. Still to be finished.
So, one might ask- is this really a book club? Or an excuse to assemble as comrades? Or just one more reason to eat?
Well, luckily the few and devoted that finished the book can sleep easy, knowing they truly fulfill the requirements of such a club- reading the book.

Book number two: "The Help" by Kathryn Stockett
Synopsis: The Help is about a young white woman in the early 1960s in Mississippi who becomes interested in the plight of the black ladies' maids that every family has working for them. She writes their stories about mistreatment, abuse and heartbreaks of working in white families' homes, all just before the Civil Rights revolution.

What meal will this novel encourage?