The team who brought me The Latke Who Wouldn't Stop Screaming, one of my favorite holiday books, has brought another delight. The former goldfish goes out in search of company. Unexpected and sweet, with a deceptively simple and traditional style of illustration. Special props for the diverse street and beach scene. Brown and Snicket are a fabulous team.
And this business of special endpapers is a great one. That and the common sentence on how the art is created are both splendid additions. I have come to expect them, and am disappointed if a book doesn't include them.
With great accessories comes great stupidity. Or perhaps, Some sheep are more equal than others. Something about sheeple blindly following the edicts of a madman? And whether or not it was intentional, I like the wind bringing the crown as it brought Mary Poppins, and then, one day, it blows the other direction.
Also, I wonder if I have retained enough French to be able to read this in the original?