Thursday, September 23, 2004

bread and jam for frances

it may come as no surprise to you that i enjoy reading about food nearly as much as like eating it. i was glued to the recent food-themed issue of the new yorker, enjoying essays on mache, ketchup and pasta, as well as narratives on golden queen corn and your dad's one special recipe. i like leafing through cookbooks to savor the different colors and textures in the photos. yes, something is wrong with me.

one of my favorite books as a child was russell hoban's bread and jam for frances. i can't remember what sort of animal frances is - maybe a badger or a prairie dog - but all she wants to ever eat is bread and jam. mon dieu! the rest of her family loves to eat a wide variety of food. when her mother serves her eggs and she sullenly stares at it and sings a song about hating it. i think. the details are very hazy. i'm sure about the ending though! frances learns to love all different kinds of food! i loved this book so much, i even ordered the 7" from the scholastic book club to play on my michael jackson record player.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

jeremy agrees:
this was actually one of my favorite books too because it focused on her eating habits and portrayed school lunch with a realism before unseen. i loved reading and rereading about her eating hardboiled eggs and pickles, two gastrodelicious delights i still sing the praises of.

September 23, 2004 4:45 PM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

some of my other food-related favorites growing up:
jelly belly (about a kid who has to go to fat camp and whose grandmother just won't stop making him delicious food to stuff his face with!)
cloudy with a chance of meatballs
how to eat fried worms
much ado about aldo

September 23, 2004 5:38 PM  
Blogger Listmaker said...

that book was one of my favorites also. do you still have that 7 inch?

September 23, 2004 5:51 PM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

i might. if i don't, then peter buck has it. i gave him a copy of either that 7" or frog and toad are friends. please don't ask me why.

September 23, 2004 5:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

jeremy wonders:
did you steal a plant from his porch, too?

September 24, 2004 10:34 AM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

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September 24, 2004 10:58 AM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

i have no idea what you're talking about jeremy!
p.s. the 7" is safe and sound in my 7" box.

September 24, 2004 10:58 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

jeremy replies astonished:
no idea. maybe i've got my stories wrong but didn't hardcore r.e.m. fans used to go to peter buck's house in hopes of drinking a beer with him and on a few occasions i heard that fans would steal his plants or other things outside on his porch. can anybody else back me up on this? i hear it's the reason he moved to seattle so many years ago. plus, stipe doesn't bathe regularly.

September 24, 2004 1:51 PM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

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September 24, 2004 2:02 PM  
Blogger jamie said...

cloudy with a chance of meatballs is a fantastic book. i was always slightly disturbed by the pictures, though. something about the way the people looked seemed alien. of course they lived in a town where it precpitated foodstuffs, so maybe that was as it should be. my favorite was the guy running away from the giant sprinkled donut that was about to roll over him.

September 24, 2004 4:05 PM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

crap, i didn't meant to delete that comment!
i remember reading something like that. i do have a friend, who shall remain nameless, who collected dirt from stipe's front yard.

September 24, 2004 5:44 PM  

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