MEMORABLE MEALS FROM FAMOUS NOVELS THROUGH HISTORY

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The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger, 1951
‘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.’

American designer and writer Dinah Fried cooks, art directs, and then photographs each meal in this book which documents edible moments from nearly two centuries of famous fiction. Each photograph is accompanied by the particular passage in which the recipe appeared, as well as a few quick and curious facts about the respective author, the novel and the food itself.

According to Fried, the project began as a modest design exercise while attending the Rhode Island School of Design a couple of years ago. But soon enough the experience came to be something more than a mere school project and although a near-vegetarian, she went in search of pig kidneys for Ulysses, concocted elaborate hors d’oeuvres a la Great Gatsby and even slow cooked a classic East Coast seaman’s clam chowder in the style of Moby Dick.

You can see a selection of some of the dishes created below, learn more about the artist here and buy the book for a literature-lover here.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson, 2005
‘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.’

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To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, 1960
”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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Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens, 1837
‘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.’’

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Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson, 1971
”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.’

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The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka, 1915
‘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….’

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Heidi by Joanna Spyri, 1880
‘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.’

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Moby-Dick by Herman Melville, 1851
‘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…’

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A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole, 1980
‘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.’

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The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett, 1910-1911
‘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.’

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The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, 1925
‘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.’

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On the Road by Jack Kerouac, 1957
‘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.’

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Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll, 1865
‘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.’

Fictitious Dishes: Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath, 1963
‘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.’

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Swann’s Way by Marcel Proust, 1913
‘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…’

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By snapme On Saturday, April 19 th, 2014 · In Art ,Life