The Excellency of Rarebit
They had just ordered, it seemed, and Richard went away to the back premises to command another portion of Bidlington rarebit. “It is a cheese affair,” Desterro said, “but not those Welsh things you get in London teashops. It is a very rich cheese sauce on very soft buttery toast, and it is flavoured with…
Lunch with Sam
I would bake the acorns in the fire, and grind them between stones. … I would simply add spring water to the flour and bake this on a piece of tin. When done, I had the best pancakes ever. They were flat and hard, like I imagined Indian bread to be. I liked them, and…
Royal Birthday Soup
Lunch was an excellent cheese and cauliflower soup, with bacon and tomato sandwiches to dip in it, and bunches of enormous grapes. Lilah loved cheese and cauliflower soup and grapes. “You need to eat,” Celie said sternly, taking a big bite of her own sandwich to encourage her sister. Tuesdays at the Castle, by Jessica…
Peaches and Cheese
The vagabond sun winks down through the trees, While lilacs, like memories, waft on the breeze, My friend, I was born for days such as these, To inhale perfume, And cut through the gloom, And feast like a king upon peaches and cheese! I’ll travel this wide world and go where I please, Can’t stop…
Chocolate Cake with a Side of Ambition
And finally, a slice of chocolate cake for each of us is positioned in the center of the table, chocolate drizzle steaming along the sides. … “Leave us,” the king says. “We won’t need anything else.” There’s something about watching him give orders that has my blood flowing faster in my veins. He has such…
Prison Pasta
Around noon a woman brought them bread and olives, and toward evening there was pasta smelling of fresh rosemary. But the food couldn’t cut short the endless hours, any more than full stomaches dispelled their fear of what the next day might bring. Cornelia Funke, Inkheart Even before I read Cara Nicoletti’s wonderful book Voracious,…
Have a Piece of Wedding-cake
“Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a dweam.” The Archdean Whoops–sorry, wrong book! We’re not here to talk about The Princess Bride, although that is one of my favorite books of all time. Nope, we’re actually here to discuss Emma. There was no recovering Miss Taylor–nor much likelihood of ceasing to pity her; but a few…
Hungry for Buckwheat Cakes
Note: I want to make it absolutely clear that I DO NOT SANCTION SLAVERY OR RACISM and I did not enjoy the racist ideas presented in this book; however, Gone with the Wind is a classic for a reason and I admire it for the story it tells about human passion, blind stupidity, and unrequited…
Pie and Dreams
Three luscious lemon tarts glistened up at Catherine. She reached her towel-wrapped hands into the oven, ignoring the heat that enveloped her arms and pressed against her cheeks, and lifted the tray from the hearth. The tarts’ sunshine filling quivered, as if glad to be freed from the stone chamber. […] “You are my crowning…
Snickers for Company
The rat comes in through the open door at twenty past six. It settles on the threshold and focuses a very watchful gaze on the Snickers bar, which is on a plate on top of a little towel. Britt-Marie gives the rat a stern look and cups one hand firmly in the other. “From now…
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