Page 18 - DreamingOfFood-Formatting Vs.8

banana, his skin a bit bruised, but

nevertheless with enough power to wobble

about. “But don’t worry,” Bananarama said

at once, “We’ll never tell.”

“Why, we’re here to

help you!” jumped Peachy

Peach, rolling around the kitchen floor, doing some

cartwheels here and there. “Just watch!” she said. And with

that, she did a double summersault,

opened the first kitchen drawer,

took out the sharp knife that

mom used to chop her onions and

raced for the cutting board.

Then all at once, several other fruits and veggies

slipped out of the fridge. And, one by one, they peeled, cut,

sliced, blended while Bob’s wide eyes bounced from one

part of the kitchen to another. This was a very

enthusiastic crowd!

1 2