Horse

Geraldine Brooks

“Theo wandered through the atrium past a dumpy cafe claiming ‘the best sushi in town’” p. 60

“My column speculating on the whereabouts of the swift bay stallion kept me feed thought the summer, if not on boeuf en vin rougue, then on red beans and rice.”  p. 292

“There was a pot of creamy beans on the crane and a fresh skillet of corn pone on the spider Jarrett ladled out a brimming bowl and ate ravenously, mopping the dish clean with a heel of pone.” p. 20

“I was untempted: greasy corn pone and some kind of meat boiled gray, to be washed down by coffee the color of dishwater.” p.34

“Harry observed approvingly, splitting open  biscuit and laying on a thick slice of ham.” p. 71

“The smells were various, pungent: the tang of sassafras, the biscuit aroma of fat and flour roasting together into rich, dark roux, the intoxicating fragrance of jasmine, roses, magnolias, and gardenias.” p. 222

“When Jarret plied his spoon in the steaming gravy, he could recognize neither the meat nor the vegetable. Still, the aroma was enticing, so he downed slippery oysters, tender crawfish, and glutinous okra.” p. 225

“Catherine started breaking up the lettuce for the salad, peering into cupboards for the balsamic and rummaging around in the fridge for the mustard.” p. 116

“She insisted that dinner must be three dishes—soup, then a meat course, then sweet syllabub or pie.” p. 86

“Jess got home just ahead of Catherine. She poured them each a generous glass of pinot and then got to work, crushing garlic, bruising rosemary, and dribbling olive oil over the chops while Catherine told engaging stories of a childhood that might’ve been imagined by James Herriot.” p. 115