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289 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 10, 2014
...like tender duck breast swimming in a lake of tea-infused gravy, with a side of slender asparagus stalks dipping their tips in at the shore.
We'll just nuke it until it looks done!
Another Christmas at the big brown buffet. The food this year seemed even browner than usual. Maybe the new heat lamps they got are stronger, like those tanning beds people lie in when they want to pretend they just went on a tropical vacation? The turkey definitely looked like it had spent some time on a desert island – and tasted like it, too.
Gladys’s parents refused to use the oven or the stovetop- not when they could just nuke things in the microwave. […] “Oh, it all works the same way,” her mom had said as Gladys’s dad scooped spoonfuls of dough directly onto the glass carousel. (9)Not all the adults in the story oppose cooking. Mr. Eng (local grocery owner), Ms. Quincy (new teacher), and Aunt Lydia make great rolemodels for Gladys. While most of the story is told in third person limited from Gladys’ perspective, behind the scene insights offer a plausible explanation of how the newspaper contacted Gladys, enabled by the antics of tired adults trying to do their jobs. I was reminded of the portrayal of adults in A Series of Unfortunate Events. Dairman portrays them in a similar but less extreme way (with regards to bumbling or helping).
Glady went on to describe how the samosa did a good job of soaking up the extra chickpea gravy, and how the minty yogurt cooled her mouth down when the spicy when the spices tickling her tongue threatened to turn into a tornado. Before she knew it, she had written three whole pages wrapping the review up with an exuberant ★★★½ (setting the standard for all dinners to come!) (45)The Bottom Line: A delightful read if you don’t take it too seriously, I recommend All Fours Stars for readers who want a little more fun in their middle grade fiction beyond the usual challenges of school and family.