I can't exactly remember when or why I first encountered Sister Carrie, but I absolutely cherished it. I was a girl who grew up in the post-Backlash era (which wave of feminism is that?) so I had no trouble immediately accepting Carrie as a heroine after my own heart, and the thought never occurred to me that there was anything remarkable about the fact that she has her cake and eats it too. Theodore Dreiser's heroine is presented to us with no judgement and nor moralizing ending; unlike Tess of the D'Urbervilles and Madame Bovary and Anna Karenina, Carrie has affairs and a career and she ends up as a successful stage actress, quite independent of the men who frankly have mostly held her back.
Sister Carrie is the ultimate companion for a date night, because a date night with a good book is all about self-care and living your best life, which is something Carrie does with aplomb. When she finds her life dissatisfying (obnoxious gentleman caller, physically-demanding work in a factory, living in a shabby flat), she changes her circumstances. The proper meal for reveling in your inner-Carrie is a Chicago steakhouse style dinner, preferably including an expensive and well-marbled Sirloin with asparagus. Drink a bottle of really red wine by yourself while you sing along with the 'Chicago' soundtrack and attempt some Catherine Zeta-Jones style leg kicks for good measure. Finally, make a scowl like the one above.
Date Night is a recurring post of my recommendations for a curated evening at home with a good book. Solitude is assumed and preferred.