We love it when Chef Amanda and author Padma Venkatraman pair up to share a recipe and writing prompt for our Boyds Mills family! Padma creates the prompts based on a book from one of our Boyds Mills faculty, and Chef Amanda shares a recipe from the kitchen at the Barn.
A PLACE AT THE TABLE is a critically acclaimed book about friendship and belonging. Kirkus shares, “Writing in alternating voices, the authors elegantly interweave issues of racism, financial insecurity, and mental illness into a familiar middle school narrative of identity formation…This tale of a diverse friendship tackles hard topics.”
In A PLACE AT THE TABLE, sixth graders, Sara (a Pakistani American) and Elizabeth (a Jewish American), become friends when they take a cooking class together with Sara’s mom. As their friendship grows so does the richness of the meals that they create together. As you can imagine, the book includes wonderful descriptions of food…Perfect for FOODIE FRIDAY!
Read the description below from Sara’s first chapter (page 2). Pay attention to the details that allow us to visualize the school’s kitchen as if we’re looking at a picture:
A PLACE AT THE TABLE, written by Saadia Faruqi & Laura Shovan
A PLACE AT THE TABLE is a critically acclaimed book about friendship and belonging. Kirkus shares, “Writing in alternating voices, the authors elegantly interweave issues of racism, financial insecurity, and mental illness into a familiar middle school narrative of identity formation…This tale of a diverse friendship tackles hard topics.”
In A PLACE AT THE TABLE, sixth graders, Sara (a Pakistani American) and Elizabeth (a Jewish American), become friends when they take a cooking class together with Sara’s mom. As their friendship grows so does the richness of the meals that they create together. As you can imagine, the book includes wonderful descriptions of food…Perfect for FOODIE FRIDAY!
Read the description below from Sara’s first chapter (page 2). Pay attention to the details that allow us to visualize the school’s kitchen as if we’re looking at a picture:
Everyone stands in pairs in Poplar Springs Middle School’s kitchen classroom, where I’ll be taking FACS—Family and Consumer Science—later this year. I hang back from the group, near the giant metal appliances. There’s an open kitchen with neatly stacked pots and pans, where the FACS teacher, Mrs. Kluckowski, does demonstrations. But there are also six cooking stations for kids – each with its own stovetop, oven, and sink. A metal island on wheels stands in the middle of the room. Mama waves and points, finally convincing everyone to gather around. Supplies for the club’s first recipe are piled on the island: a brown bag labeled ZEBRA BASMATI RICE, a bucket full of onions and potatoes, a bunch of wilting cilantro, and a few bright tomatoes. Thank God I’m not part of this stupid club, I think as I stretch out my legs on the floor and lean against the wall. It’s an inconspicuous spot at the back of the kitchen, near the metal refrigerator. I make a small pile of my things on the floor: backpack, sketchbook, a can of still-cold Coke. It’s not as if I’m trying to disappear, but I won’t exactly be upset if these junior chefs don’t notice me.





