One of my friends suggested over email that maybe our circle of friends should form a book club. She even proposed a book that we could try. Reaction ranged from complete apathy, to violent emailed screeds against book clubs, and finally culminated in a horrible photoshop defacement of the proposed book’s cover.

That idea rejected soundly, the next time we got together we realized that now that there are no shows on TV anymore that anybody could possibly care about (Lost and Battlestar being both on hiatus), we need some other excuse to get together once a week. Remote control helicopter club? Nintendo DS club? Badminton club? Shaw Brothers movie club? Sitting around and rotting club? All good ideas, but finally I came up with an idea that everybody immediately agreed on: CHEESEBURGER CLUB!

Tonight was the inaugural meeting! Jenny made incredibly thick and juicy and RARE cheeseburgers, with caramelized onions and sauteed mushrooms available as special toppings. She followed that with home made french fries (I called them that at least, I guess they were really baked potato wedges). And then to finish it off, A CAN OF BEANS. What could possibly be better? I guess maybe some local corn on the cob might have been nice, but it’s not quite the season yet. Oh, and for dessert: chocolate cream pie! The “classic cheeseburger” has now been knocked out of the park, and the other members of the club are considering more exotic styles. And by exotic I mean really radical stuff like maybe seasoning the meat or using non-american cheese.

Despite my complete lack of cooking ability (I did help Jenny set the table) I think cheeseburger club is one of the better ideas I’ve ever had. I’m assuming local chapters will start cropping up all over the country - wait, what am I saying, I mean THE WORLD, and will look to me as a sort of spiritual leader, a role I am ready to graciously accept… as long as it means I get more cheeseburgers.