"Pippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for his mind was filled with the light upon elf-faces, and the sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a waking dream. But he remembered that there was bread, surpassing the savour of a fair white loaf to one who is starving; and fruits sweet as wildberries and richer than the tended fruits of gardens; he drained a cup that was filled with a fragrant draught, cool as a clear fountain, golden as a summer afternoon."
"I suppose you three won't want mushrooms again?" said Fredegar without much hope.
"Yes we shall!" cried Pippin.
"They're mine!" said Frodo. "Given to *me* by Mrs. Maggot, a queen among farmer's wives. Take your greedy hands away, and I'll serve them."
I just finished Laura Esquivel's Like Water for Chocolate which has all sorts of tasty recipes, some a little exacting to prepare. Then there's Proust's madeleines. Sometimes reading on an empty stomach is torment!
The food in Brian Jacques' Redwall series always sounds phenomenal. "Tender freshwater shrimp garnished with cream and rose leaves; devilled barley pearls in acorn puree; apple and carrot chews; marinated cabbage stalks steeped in creamed white turnip and nutmeg."
Food and books are some of the greastest things in life,love to see them being put together :)
In the Ocean At The End Of The Lane,we have this moment:
"She gave me a china bowl filled with warm porridge from the stovetop, with a lump of homemade blackberry jam, my favorite, in the middle of the porridge, then she poured cream on it. I swished it around with my spoon before I ate it, swirling it into a purple mess, and was as happy as I have ever been about anything. It tasted perfect."
"Pippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for his mind was filled with the light upon elf-faces, and the sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a waking dream. But he remembered that there was bread, surpassing the savour of a fair white loaf to one who is starving; and fruits sweet as wildberries and richer than the tended fruits of gardens; he drained a cup that was filled with a fragrant draught, cool as a clear fountain, golden as a summer afternoon."
- The Fellowship of the Ring, JRR Tolkien
"Yes we shall!" cried Pippin.
"They're mine!" said Frodo. "Given to *me* by Mrs. Maggot, a queen among farmer's wives. Take your greedy hands away, and I'll serve them."
- The Fellowship of the Ring, JRR Tolkien
John Barrowman's "The Food of Love" Link to it is posted on My Booklikes Blog!
Admittedly, it was then fed to the family dog.
In the Ocean At The End Of The Lane,we have this moment:
"She gave me a china bowl filled with warm porridge from the stovetop, with a lump of homemade blackberry jam, my favorite, in the middle of the porridge, then she poured cream on it. I swished it around with my spoon before I ate it, swirling it into a purple mess, and was as happy as I have ever been about anything. It tasted perfect."