Night Lunch
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- $11.99
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- $11.99
Publisher Description
A delectable picture book about midnight snacks, nocturnal creatures and unexpected generosity, inspired by lunch carts that were the predecessors of today’s food trucks and diners. For fans of The Night Gardener.
Noses sniff the air as mouthwatering smells waft down city streets, luring growling bellies to the Night Owl. Inside this elegant, horse-drawn establishment, a feathery cook works the grill, serving up tasty dishes for shift-workers and operagoers alike: a mince pie for Fox, a ham sandwich for Badger and puddings for little Possums. Mouse, a poor street sweeper, watches as the line of customers swells, ever hopeful that someone will drop a morsel of food — but Owl’s cooking is far too delicious for more than a crumb to be found. As the evening’s service winds down, weary Owl spots trembling Mouse. Has he found his own night lunch, or will he invite this small sweeper inside for a midnight feast for two?
From the imagination of two acclaimed picture book creators, together for the first time, this dreamlike picture book is a magical ode to Victorian lunch wagons. Evoking the sounds, sights, smells and tastes of the city at night, Night Lunch reveals how empathy and kindness as well as dignity and gratitude can be found — and savored — in the most unexpected places.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
"Clip, clop, a midnight moon./ The night lunch cart rolls in." Spare, incantatory lines by Fan (Lizzy and the Cloud) lay down a soothing rhythm for this nocturnal idyll. Every night, a horse-drawn lunch wagon travels slowly through a darkened city, providing an array of animals—cats, foxes, possums, even a luna moth—with tasty midnight meals. Coffee, mince pie, sausages and peppers, butter rolls and biscuits; each creature gets what it wants. The toque-wearing owl who runs it says little, its energy instead devoted to cooking and serving food ("Crack, crack, a dozen eggs—/ sizzling in the pan"). Via the glow of streetlamps, the luminous moon, and the cart's twinkling light, Seiferling (The Language of Flowers) theatrically illuminates the nighttime action, portrayed in scratchy, sepia-toned art. But who is the tiny creature sweeping trash into the gutter? It's a small, hungry mouse. When the owl realizes the rodent's plight, it invites the mouse to share undreamed-of bounty, and take a bag of food to go—not only sparing its traditional prey, but nourishing it, in this memorable vision of a peaceable kingdom. Ages 4–8. Author's agent: Kirsten Hall, Catbird Productions. Illustrator's agent: Jackie Kaiser, Westwood Creative Artists.
