|Like Butter on Pancakes by Jonathan London|
You can tell that Jonathan London is a poet. The words and phrases that he chooses provoke beautiful imagery. It is the story of a boy and how he spends his day. He wakes when "first light melts like butter on pancakes, spreads warm and yellow across your pillow." At night, the "spoons sleep nestled in the kitchen drawers." Boogs favorite phrase was "a cloud drifts by dragging a shadow." The boy in the story plays outside all day long and comes in when his Mama rings the dinner bell. This reminded me of growing up, I had to go home when the street lights came on. In the lunchbox: Johnny cake (cornmeal pancake) with grape eyes & strawberry mouth, bacon, grapes, dried apricot, veggie pancake, and yogurt. We love veggie pancakes and have used this recipe for years.
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