Joy Ballard has a secret: she’s a cooking show host who can’t really cook.
When her South Carolina-based cooking show, Dining With Joy, is picked up by a major network, Joy Ballard’s world heats up like a lowcountry boil.
Joy needs help. Then she meets chef Luke Davis who moved to Beaufort after losing his Manhattan restaurant. A cook at the Frogmore Cafe, he’s paying debts and longing to regain his reputation in the elite foodie world.
Luke and Joy mix like oil and water…until Joy is exposed on national television. With her career and his reputation both under fire, they’ll have to work together to fix the mess. Is it possible that they can learn to feast on God’s love and dine with joy?
This is my favourite book yet from Rachel Hauck! Not that I didn’t love her other books (because they are all FANTASTIC), but this book was so unique and delectable that I just could not put it down. Like with all delicious things you want “just one more bite,” and in this case it was “just one more page!”
This story leaped off the page and played out in my imagination like a movie. The exquisite attention to detail appealed to every one of my senses and I swear I could smell the sweet and spicy aroma Chick’s Banana Bread wafting fresh from the oven. Joy’s anxiety and stressful obligations were giving me heart palpitations, which testifies to Rachel’s flawless skill in creating realistic and tangible atmosphere and tension. The chemistry between Joy and Luke was hot enough to singe your brows off like an overheated pan of oil. The supporting characters flavored this story with Southern wit, family drama sprinkled with teenaged angst, and cutthroat rivalries.
Yet, like a flaky buttery pastry, once you peel the comedic and romantic layers away, you are left with the best part-a message of God’s faithfulness that steals the show. Rachel’s books are never preachy but they certainly get the point across that sometimes you have to let go to your past hurts and look to the beautiful future that God has planned for you.
The description of this book is deceivingly simple. The only way to discover this literary feast is to pull up a chair and dig in!