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Ilustração - Fernando Vicente


A Gaffe à mesa literária

rabiscado pela Gaffe, em 17.04.14

Dinah Fried, enquanto estudante da Rhode Island School of Design, decidiu recriar um álbum de refeições mais memoráveis contidas na literatura. Fictitious Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most Memorable Meals.

Das cinquenta obras escolhidas, retiro apenas uma pequena e deliciosa variedade de interpretações fotográficas de momentos culinários presentes na literatura clássica e contemporânea.

Apresentando fotografias de refeições famosas, desde o chá enlouquecido de Alice no País das Maravilhas à aguada refeição de Oliver Twist, Dinah Fried ajusta-se aos extractos dos livros que inspiraram as suas recriações e que vou manter sem tradução, porque acabam muito mais apetitosos.

Para além destas magníficas reproduções, o livro de Dinah Fried é acompanhado de factos interessantes e de anedotas divertidas sobre os autores, sobre os seus trabalhos e sobre as suas predilecções culinárias.

Um livro para despertar o apetite dos amantes da boa literatura e pratos deliciosos.

 

ALICE NO PAÍS DAS MARAVILHAS - Lewis Carroll 

Have some wine,’ the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea.

 

THE SECRET GARDEN - Frances Hodgson Burnett

Roasted eggs were a previously unknown luxury and very hot potatoes with salt and fresh butter in them were fit for a woodland king—besides being deliciously satisfying.

 

THE CATCHER IN THE RYE (Uma Agulha num Palheiro) - J. D. Salinger

When I’m out somewhere, I generally just eat a Swiss cheese sandwich and a malted milk.
It isn’t much, but you get quite a lot of vitamins in the malted milk. H. V. Caulfield. Holden Vitamin Caulfield.

 

THE BELL JAR (A Campânula de Vidro) - Sylvia Plath

Then I tackled the avocado and crabmeat salad...Every Sunday my grandfather used to bring me an avocado pear hidden at the bottom of his briefcase under six soiled shirts and the Sunday comic.

 

THE GREAT GATSBY - F. Scott Fitzgerald

On buffet tables, garnished with glistening hors-d’oeuvre, spiced baked hams crowded against salads of harlequin designs and pastry pigs and turkeys bewitched to a dark gold

 

MOBY-DICK- Herman Melville

Our appetites being sharpened by the frosty voyage, and in particular, Queequeg seeing his favorite fishing food before him, and the chowder being surpassingly excellent, we despatched it with great expedition...

 

THE METAMORPHOSIS - Kafka

There were old, half-rotten vegetables; bones from the evening meal, covered in white sauce that had gone hard; a few raisins and almonds; some cheese that Gregor had declared inedible two days before; a dry roll and some bread spread with butter and salt....

 

HEIDI - Johanna Spyri

The kettle soon began to boil, and meanwhile the old man held a large piece of cheese on a long iron fork over the fire, turning it round and round till it was toasted a nice golden yellow color on each side. Heidi watched all that was going on with eager curiosity.

 

ON THE ROAD - Jack Kerouac

But I had to get going and stop moaning, so I picked up my bag, said so long to the old hotelkeeper sitting by his spittoon, and went to eat. I ate apple pie and ice cream — it was getting better as I got deeper into Iowa, the pie bigger, the ice cream richer.

 

FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS VEGAS (Delírio em Las Vegas) - Hunter S. Thompson

You goddamn honkies are all the same.’ By this time he’d opened a new bottle of tequila and was quaffing it down….He sliced the grapefruit into quarters...then into eighths...then sixteenths...then he began slashing aimlessly at the residue.

 

OLIVER TWIST - Charles Dickens     

Child as he was, he was desperate with hunger, and reckless with misery. He rose from the table; and advancing to the master, basin and spoon in hand, said: somewhat alarmed at his own temerity: ‘Please, sir, I want some more.

 

THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOO (Millennium) - Stieg Larsson

She improvised bandages and covered the wound with a makeshift compress. Then she poured the coffee and handed him a sandwich. ‘I’m really not hungry,’ he said. ‘I don’t give a damn if you’re hungry. Just eat,’ Salander commanded, taking a big bite of her own cheese sandwich.

 

SWANN’S WAY(No Caminho de Swann)- Proust

One day in winter, as I came home, my mother, seeing that I was cold, suggested that, contrary to my habit, I have a little tea. I refused at first and then, I do not know why, changed my mind. She sent for one of those squat, plump cakes called petites madeleines…

 

A CONFEDERACY OF DUNCES - John Kennedy Toole

Stopping before the narrow garage, he sniffed the fumes from Paradise with great sensory pleasure, the protruding hairs in his nostrils analyzing, cataloging, categorizing, and classifying the distinct odors of the hot dog, mustard, and lubricant.

 

TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD -  Harper Lee

Gracious alive, Cal, what’s all this?’ He was staring at his breakfast plate. Calpurnia said, ‘Tom Robinson’s daddy sent you along this chicken this morning. I fixed it.’ ‘You tell him I’m proud to get it—bet they don’t have chicken for breakfast at the White House.

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