From lashings of ginger beer (which apparently never actually existed) to midnight feasts including sardines, to enchanted hot chocolate, the books we read give us connections with food that we wouldn’t otherwise have had.
The Queen took from somewhere among her wrappings a very small bottle which looked at if it were made of copper. Then, holding out her arm, she let one drop fall from it on to the snow beside the sledge. Edmund saw the drop for a second in mid-air, shining like a diamond. But the moment it touched the snow there was a hissing sound, and there stood a jewelled cup full of something that steamed. The Dward immediately took this and handed it to Edmund with a bow and a smile; not a very nice smile. Edmund felt much better as he began to sip the hot drink. It was something he had never tasted before, very sweet and foamy and creamy, and it warmed him right down to his toes.
(From The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (The Chronicles of Narnia, Book 2) Chapter 4, Turkish delight.)
I thought of that section when I tried Lindt hot chocolate. In fact, it’s what inspired this whole post. This is a whole different class of hot chocolate, a real luxury. It’s thick and creamy, made with milk in a pan, and actually like drinking melted chocolate, instead of vaguely chocolately milk. Far too rich for the children 😉 (Shame!)
For your delight and delectation:
And a closeup:
I’m sorry, I did drink it all. While musing on what other food associations I make.
I can remember Heidi drinking goats’ milk. And the girls on the chalet with their sweet breads (google tells me Buchteln and you can bet I’ve just bookmarked that site for a baking spree!). Oh and of course the food of the Faraway tree – I need to start reading this to Smallest so that she can have a Faraway tree birthday party next year.
I shouldn’t forget the excellent party thrown by Faber Children’s earlier this year, with all the party food as described in Hog in the Fog (which is a favourite bedtime story as well).
They’re all children’s books though. Do our adult books not focus on food in quite the same way? Or have I just not formed the same relationship because of failure to read and reread (no stories read over and over last thing at night to sink into my dreams)?
Come on, share with me your fictional food fantasies 🙂
Disclosure: The Lindt hot chocolate was supplied for the purposes of review. I will be buying more.







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