Beautiful Creatures, by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl is a chunkster of a book, but I was drawn into each and every page, and enjoyed every minute of it. As you might have expected, knowing me, that also means that there was plenty of food for me to feast my imagination upon. I would love to move in with Amma and let her fix me breakfast, lunch, dinner- and anything else she wanted to throw into the mix.
My family is from Alabama, so this novel, set in South Carolina, had food that was right up my alley. There were biscuits and eggs, fried chicken, and lots of rich desserts. Although, I did worry about Ethan’s health with the great quantities Amma was feeding him. He’s 6’2, on the basketball team and a growing boy, but do sixteen-year-old boys really eat that much?
Again, there is a ton of food in this book. A ton! I had a very hard time figuring out what to feature, so I did a mix food that just sounded plain yummy! So- to the food!
I came downstairs to the reassuring sameness of everything. At the breakfast table, Amma slid the same old blue and white china plate – Dragonware, my mom had called it- of fried eggs, bacon, buttered toast, and grits in front of me.
Like I said before, I often wondered whether Ethan was going to have a heart attack at the age of sixteen. Amma might have been mad at him and neglected to keep his food warm, but he sure did eat!
Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, string beans, and biscuits- all sitting angry and cold and congealed on the stove where Amma had left them. Usually she kept my dinner warm for me until I got home from practice. But not today. I was in a lot of trouble.
Sign me up for whatever trouble he was in along with a plate of what was waiting for him. You can always heat it up!
In another instance of Amma’s mood making itself known through her cooking…
Amma was standing at the counter in her industrial denim tool apron, which had fourteen pockets for nails and could hold up to four power tools. She was holding her Chinese cleaver, the counter piled high with carrots, cabbage and other vegetables I couldn’t identify. Spring rolls required more chopping than any other recipe in Amma’s blue plastic box. If she was making spring rolls, it only meant one thing, and it wasn’t just that she liked Chinese food.
Watch out for that Amma. Make her mad and she will cook you!