History of a Disturbance

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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.'
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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…'
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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…'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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….'
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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….'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.’
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.’

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'
Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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.'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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…'


Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried

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…'

Courtesy of Dishes: An Album of Literature’s Most memorable Meals by Dinah Fried