“You cooks have worked so hard,” said Mr. Without using words, she had forgiven her mother for the unfortunate egg, and her mother had understood. Quimby smiled back and patted Ramona’s hand. When they had finished their pears with apri- cot jam, Ramona gave her mother a shy smile. Beezus and Ramona were silently grateful to their par- ents for enjoying-or pretending to enjoy- their cooking.The whole family cheered up. If the chicken did not taste as good as the girls had hoped and the corn bread did not rise like their mother’s, both were edible. Ramona began to feel better about Yard Ape. Quimby explained that Egghead was slang for a very smart person.

Ramona said there was this boy at school who called her Egghead. Beezus said her cooking class was studying the 95įood groups everyone should eat every day. Quimby said he was finally satisfied with his drawing, which looked like a real foot. Conversation was more comfortable than it had been the previous evening. Paprika! Those little specks in the sauce should have been paprika.

Ramona answered, “Our own,” as she exchanged another look with Beezus. Quimby said chili powder was more interesting than paprika and asked which recipe they had used for the chicken. The chicken, Ramona decided, was not as good as her parents thought-or pretended to think- but she could eat it without gagging. They could not taste the banana yoghurt, and by candlelight no one could tell that the corn bread was a little pale.

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