Every so often, we'll share short passages from works of fiction that have sent us scrambling kitchen-ward.
"There was a jug of creamy milk for the children (Mr. Beaver stuck to beer) and a great big lump of deep yellow butter in the middle of the table from which everyone took as much as he wanted to go with his potatoes, and all the children thought - and I agree with them - that there's nothing to beat good freshwater fish if you eat it when it has been alive half an hour ago and has come out of the pan half a minute ago. And when they had finished the fish Mrs. Beaver brought unexpectedly out of the oven a great and gloriously sticky marmalade roll, steaming hot, and at the same time moved the kettle onto the fire so that when they had finished the marmalade roll the tea was made and ready to be poured out. And when each person had got his (or her) cup of tea, each person shoved back his (or her) stool so as to be able to lean against the wall and gave a long sigh of contentment." - 'The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe' by C.S. Lewis (1950)
Growing up, I drank my tea iced; I ate Pillsbury cinnamon rolls instead of a sticky, sweet homemade marmalade roll; I preferred my potatoes mashed; and the only fish I would touch was fried flounder out of a parchment-lined plastic food basket. Yet, despite my lack of familiarity to almost every seemingly delicious and decidedly British element Lewis described, it was positively drool-inducing. Whether I would actually like the tastes or not, I was unsure - but I was sure of one thing: the narration made me willing to try.
Has a bit of literature beelined straight from your brain on down to your stomach? Do tell in the comments below.
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