Homer got down from the chair and pushed a button on the machine marked, “Start.” Rings of batter stated dropping into the hot fat. After a ring of batter was cooked on one side an automatic gadget turned it over and the other side would cook. then another automatic gadget gave the doughnut a little push and it rolled neatly down a little chute, all ready to eat.
—Homer Price, “The Doughnuts,” by Robert McCloskey, 1943
May 17 is #NationalWalnutDay. What could be more appropriate than a snippet from Sees Behind Trees by Michael Dorris, the story of a Native American boy named Walnut, who is extremely near-sighted.
“Walnut.” My name in my mother’s mouth was tired, pounded into flour. “You know the rule: you must find the target before breakfast can find you.”
I nodded. If that was the rule, I wouldn’t eat for a long time. We had faced this matter of what I couldn’t see many times before—when my mother would point to something I couldn’t locate or throw a ball I couldn’t catch—but it had never before been such serious business. Now we couldn’t just act as though nothing was wrong. Now we had to solve the problem.
Unless Walnut can hit a target with his bow and arrow, he won’t be able to prove he’s a man and earn a man’s name. But with the help of his mother and the wisdom of the elders, he earns the name Sees Behind Trees. #ComingOfAge #NativeAmerican #JourneyTale #MGFavorite
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May is #NationalEggMonth, which sent me rummaging through my selves for books with an egg on the cover.
Can you spot an egg on the covers of other MG titles? Add to our collection in comments!
It certainly wasn’t regular food that waited for him at the front of the Refectory. Steaming stone cauldrons along one side held an assortment of bizarre-looking food: stewed purple tubers, greens so dark they were almost black, fuzzy lichen, and a red speckled mushroom cap as large as a pizza and sliced up like a pie …. Tamara was already putting a scoop of the green stuff onto her plate. Aaron, however, was staring at the selection with the same expression of horror that Call felt.
The Iron Trial (Magisterium, #1)
Holly Black & Cassandra Clare
Dad was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking lemonade and eating leftovers. “Want some calamari, Joseph?” he called.
“Thanks, but I prefer my squid straight from the sea to the frying pan.” Mom travels to Perth Amboy, New Jersey, just to get catch-of-the-day squid from the boats off the Raritan Bay, and you can tell. Her fried calamari is the perfect combination of gummy squid and light, crispy batter. But to me, seafood leftovers taste soggy. Mom says she’s turned me into a spoiled calamari connoisseur at an early age.
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More foodie quotes and reviews to come. Because FOOD is May’s theme for #MGCarousel! Join in on the fun! Details here.
Kathleen Van Cleve
“Harry, my best friend, is a chocolate rhubarb plant.”
Polly Peabody’s family lives on what can only be called a magical farm. Their house is a castle. Nobody can Continue reading “Drizzle”
Escape from Mr. Lemoncello’s Library
Mr. Lemoncello’s Library, #1
“Should anything go wrong, we have paramedics, firefighters, and a team of Navy SEALS—each with the heart of a samurai—standing by.”
ESCAPE FROM MR. LEMONCELLO’S LIBRARY
For the Grand Opening of an eccentric billionaire’s elaborate new downtown library, twelve lucky children will Continue reading “Escape from Mr. Lemoncello’s Library”
April 13 is #NationalScrabbleDay
The calendar is filled with notable days, some more quirky than others. April 9 is #NationalNameYourselfDay, and I actually have an appropriate middlegrade book quote. In Rebecca Stead’s Liar & Spy, we meet a boy named Georges.
My name is Georges, which is pronounced just like “George” because the S is silent, but of course some kids call me “Jor-Jess,” or “Gorgeous.” I don’t much care. There are worse things to be called than Gorgeous, even for a boy.
Of course, Georges didn’t name himself. But his new neighbors definitely fit in the quirky department. They’re not exactly conventional, and all three kids really did name themselves. Continue reading “National Name Yourself Day”
April 3 is National Tweed Day, and what better way to celebrate than with allusions to Sherlock Holmes! The fictional detective is famous for his tweedy attire. Both his trademark deerstalker cap and his sleeveless Inverness cape were made of the rough, woolen cloth so suitable to London’s damp and highland’s moors. One of my favorite middlegrade series casts Sherlock in a new light. He and Mycroft are the much older brothers of a clever girl named Enola.
Solving Crime Runs in the Family
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