Today is National Ice Cream Day! Of course, we went right for a double-scoop of magic.
Jonah plopped a spoonful of Chocolate Orange Switcheroo into my glass. “Try this one.”
I took a small bite to start with. The ice cream melted against my tongue, sweet and fruity and smooth. Then came the switcheroo part — a chocolate fudgy flavor that caused the corners of my jaws to tingle with happiness.
A Snicker of Magic
It was a serious offense to invite a Deep Witch to cross the border of the Five Kingdoms. They had been banished many years before, together with werewolves and sorcerers.
The Bag of Bones
Not for nothing, though, was Harry the youngest Seeker in a century. He had a knack for spotting things that other people didn’t. After a minute’s weaving about through the whirl of rainbow feathers, he noticed a large silver key that had a bent wing, as if it had already been caught and stuffed roughly into the keyhole.
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
J. K. Rowling
A father ostrich’s protectiveness now surged through him. He rose and spread his sheltering wings. He was ready to run and, if need be, fight.
The Emperor’s Ostrich
She pushes a bowl in front of Bailey, motions for me to get the ground meat and eggs and salt and onions, and soon we are mushing our hands in the meat mush, squishing it and squeezing it, and the garlic-onion-spareribs-bay-leaf-oregano-tomatoes are swirling in the big pot, and the smells are wrapping around us, and I am dizzy with it, with the smells and the squished meat and the play going on in my head.
Granny Torrelli Makes Soup
She closed her eyes and thought about some of the cakes she enjoyed. Cakes with thick icing. Cakes with jam on top of them. Cakes sprinkled with sugar and then dipped in little colored sugarballs. There were so many cakes… and all of them were so delicious.
―The Great Cake Mystery by Alexander McCall Smith
May 17 is National Pack Rat Day! If you are a collector of things, a hoarder of random objects, or loathe to throw anything out, you’re probably one of us. Do you recognize this famous fictional pack rat?
“Look,” he began in his sharp voice, “you say you have seven goslings. There were eight eggs. What happened to the other egg? Why didn’t it hatch?”
“It’s a dud, I guess,” said the goose.
“What are you going to do with it?” continued Templeton, his little round beady eyes fixed on the goose.
“You can have it,” replied the goose. “Roll it away and add it to that nasty collection of yours.” (Templeton had a habit of picking up unusual objects around the farm and storing them in his home. He saved everything.)
―Charlotte’s Web by E. B. White
What do you collect?
I can’t say I ever wondered what it felt like to be human. But then, my grandfather Grenat always said, ‘It’s safer not to talk to your food,’ ― and as every dragon knows, humans are the most dangerous kind of meal there is.
―The Dragon with a Chocolate Heart by Stephanie Burgis
It was the most beautiful sweet roll Bee had ever seen. A flawless circle, puffy from rising, it was studded with raisins and drizzled with pink icing. She could feel the hunger rake its claws along her stomach lining as she gazed at it.
What am I doing? Something important. That’s what.
Well, if you must know, I’m eating chocolate. But it’s not like it sounds!
Trust me. It’s work. Research.
―This Book is Not Good for You by Pseudonymous Bosch