[Food in Books] The Crooked Sixpence (The Uncommoners #1) - Jennifer Bell

• Ch. 1
• Mince pies (what Grandma Sylvie was making when she fell)

• Ch. 17
• Lemon meringue sky

"Watch out!" he called, ducking his head and swatting at something. Ivy looked up and saw a meringue-topped piecrust bouncing through the air. "Don't tell me you eat stuff that moves now," Seb groaned. "Doesn't that give you indigestion?"

• Bowls of cinnamon porridge and cereal
• Racks of toast and tiny jars of jam
• Muffins that sprouted fresh strawberries
• Pots of honey that buzzed like a hive itself
• Champagne glasses full of something green and sparkling
• A dark bottle of something that appeared to be smoking
• Drinking Hundred Punch from uncommon glasses

Frowning, Seb carefully opened out his spectacles—half-moon, with golden frames. Once the second arm had been fully extended, the glasses leaped up off the table and transformed into a drinking goblet—the lenses spiraled into a tall glass trumpet, while the frames formed a handle. Seb almost fell off the bench. "Woah!"

Ivy studied the sunglasses in front of her. She opened them carefully and watched, astonished, as the morphed into a smoked-glass goblet.

The girl in the tutu came over with a large porcelain jug, poured a fizzy transparent liquid into both goblets and left.

• Ivy and Seb's Hundred Punch and how it usually tastes

Ivy looked at it nervously. "Bottoms up, I guess," she said before taking a sip. The Hundred Punch was the strangest, most amazing thing she had ever tasted. At first it was cool and sweet and fizzy, like apple-ale; then it became thick and foamy and tasted of buttery shortbread; then it went warm and filled Ivy's mouth with the sharp tang of rhubarb. "It's like three flavors in one," she exclaimed.

Seb nodded, his mouth twitching into a smile.

"Actually, there's a hundred," Violet explained. "That's where it gets its name from. A hundred different tastes, a hundred different ways to make you feel better."

Seb smacked his lips. "Mine's super sweet, like liquid cotton candy."

Grinning, Ivy took another mouthful and let the tastes roll around her tongue. "I think mine might be apple pie—or apple-and-rhubarb crumble...." She felt light and happy, as if she was about to fly away on one of the bubbles. Seb laughed at her, making her snort into her goblet.

(all from Cabbage Moon Inn)

• Ch. 22
• A Coke
• Bugtop

Ivy heard something fizzing and turned to find Valian standing besides her, a tankard of frothy black liquid in his hand. It smelled like aniseed.

• A piece of cake topped with orange glowing cream
(all from Cabbage Moon Inn)

• Ch. 23
• An uncommon dish (from Cabbage Moon Inn)

A half-empty dish of what looked like custard was making strange whistling noises in the corner.

• Ch. 25
• Tea