The descriptions of food in Perchance to Dream (sequel to Eyes Like Stars) make you rush to your refrigerator only to walk away dejected because last night’s leftovers are nothing compared to the decadent feasts Mantchev’s writing brings to mind.
“I’ve dreamed of such a thing.” The glint in Moth’s eyes was that of silverware upon a creaking sideboard. “Lovely imaginings of cherry and apple and mincemeat.”
“Lemon meringue,” said Cobweb. “Chocolate cream.”
“Stop yammering about pie,” Bertie told them, all the while knowing there would be no dissuading them now. “Or I’ll write your lips shut.” (pg 156, ARC)
So, in honor of the fairies’ dedication to all things edible (but especially pie) I traipsed into the kitchen and came out with this:
Have I ever mentioned I love cupcakes? If not, let me rectify that gross transgressions, because I do. I really, really do.
(I was trying to think of a way to connect the cupcakes with books but couldn’t and though what the heck? everyone likes cupcakes.)
I am so freaking proud of this one:
Beth Fish Reads hosts Weekend Cooking.
Reading this post requires skill. You need the ability to shapeshift images.
Not werewolf to human or anything drastic, but brown blob into recognizable chocolate shape.
If you tilt your head to the side and squint.
May I present a chocolate top hat:
After some hardcore googling, I found a simple-sounding recipe from Sweet Simple Stuff (aptly titled, that), bought the ingredients, headed to the kitchen, and promptly burned chocolate.
I had to call in reinforcements.
Of course, the chocolate came out fine when he put it in. Hmph.
Minor hiccup aside, I labored onward and came up with chocolate goodness.
I’ve tried one (What? I couldn’t help myself) and it was pretty good! I think I’ll let them sit outside the fridge for a couple of minutes before biting into the next one, though.
I know John Thornton’s top hat doesn’t include white glitter, but a little creative license is acceptable.
After all, it’s a party!