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“And there is good fresh trout is for supper. My mother used to put them on a hot stone over the fire, wrapped in breadcrumbs, butter, parsley and lemon rind, all bound about with the fresh green leaves of leeks. If there is better food in heaven, I am in a hurry to be there, if I will not be thought wicked for saying so.”

Book:HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY

Work

HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY

This classic novel by Richard Llewellyn delves into the life of a young boy named David, whose family is part of a Welsh coal mining community. The story captures the essence of a bygone era, highlighting the challenges and triumphs of the working class. Set against the backdrop of the industrial revolution, it offers a poignant look at the changes affecting the community and the boy's personal growth. more

Author

Richard Llewellyn

Richard Llewellyn was a renowned Welsh novelist, born on December 8, 1906, and passed away on November 30, 1983. His works are known for their vivid portrayal of rural Welsh life, which has won him a wide readership. more

“To this day I vividly remember the smell and taste of everything we had. Soup first, the first delicious hot mouthful for almost twenty-four hours … it was crème d'asperge, and it came smocking-hot in brown earthenware bowls with handles like gnomes’ ears, and asparagus-tips bobbed and steamed on the creamy surface. With the soup came butter with the dew on it, and crusty rolls so new that where they lay on the plastic table-top there was a tiny dull patch of steam. Phillippe revived to that soup as a fern revives to water. When his omelette arrived, a fluffy roll, crisped at the edges, from which mushrooms burst and spilled in their own rich gravy, he tackled it with an almost normal small-boys’ appetite. My own brand of weariness demanded something more solid and I had a stake. It came in a lordly dish with the butter still sizzling on its surface and the juices oozing pinky-brown through the mushrooms and tomatoes and tiny kidneys and the small mountain of crisply-fried onions … if filet mignon can be translated as darling steak this was the very sweetheart of its kind. By the time that adorable steak and I had become one flesh I could have taken on the whole Valmy clan single-handed.”

Food

Book:Nine Coaches Waiting

Source: Nine Coaches Waiting

“For now, Cal detailed Kostya's left arm with an undead cornucopia--- flowering skulls surrounded by fruit and grains and veggies, their eye sockets and mouths and nose holes all blooming with herbs--- rosemary and thyme, Thai basil and cilantro. The bones were nestled among other culinary delights--- fruits de mer, oyster shells and curling pink shrimp, crab legs and lobster claws, cuts of meat, steaks and chops and poultry, dumplings and noodles, pastry and bread; and tools of the trade--- knives and forks and spoons, spatulas, cleavers, balloon whisks, kitchen twine. The detail was otherworldly, each element real enough to touch, and, surrounding it all, the frothy flow of rich, dark wine--- Cabernet, Petit Verdot--- cascading down from an upended glass on his shoulder, dripping along the entire length of his arm.”

Food Theme Undead Tattoos Sleeve

Book:Aftertaste

Source: Aftertaste

“Our concept is sharing,' lisped Sam, 'as a waiter once said to me in a restaurant I never went back to. The food was delicious, but I couldn't get past the "concept". I can just about put up with conceptual art—if I'm caught in a thunderstorm and there's a warm gallery across the street—but conceptual food is out of the question.”

Humor Food Conceptual Art

Book:Parallel Lines

Source: Parallel Lines