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Zusatztext Praise for Phoebe G. Green, Lunch Will Never Be the Same! : "Hiranandani has a light touch when exploring the friendship issues of these three likable characters. Nothing is over-the-top, and the plot is fun and easy to understand for the newest chapter-book readers... With all the foodies out there, this delightful series deserves a long shelf life…and many more courses."–- Kirkus Reviews "The plot is engaging and easy to follow... Fans of Junie B. Jones and Judy Moody or those who like realistic fiction and friendship stories will enjoy this chapter book."-- School Library Journal "This is a splendid attempt to convey several lessons about growing pains to young readers, with age-appropriate humor via an outspoken, lovable, take-charge narrator."-- Booklist Informationen zum Autor Veera Hiranandani; Illustrated by Christine Almeda Klappentext Written by Newbery Honor winner Veera Hiranandani, with all-new, lively illustrations by Christine Almeda! Phoebe G. Green has never given much thought to food, but when a new French classmate enters the cafeteria with a lunchbox full of unusual foods, a new love is born. Spunky and likable, Phoebe is a budding foodie who's sure to win over your heart--and stomach! Phoebe and her family are joining Camille and her parents on a trip to Paris. Phoebe can't wait to see the sights and taste real French food! But even though they're in one of the most magical cities in the world, Phoebe isn't having as much fun as she expected. Can she and Camille still be friends even if they don't always like the same things? Leseprobe Chapter One My name is Phoebe G. Green, and I have a new nickname! My dad made it up. Get ready for it: Phoebe Green, The List Queen. Pretty cool, huh? It’s an extra-special nickname because it’s actually longer than my regular name. Usually nicknames are shorter, like Pheebs. I’m always making lists, so that’s why my dad calls me The List Queen. Mostly I make lists about why I’m so lucky, but this week I had to make an unlucky list. It was just that kind of week. Here’s why: 1. I didn’t do well on my spelling test last week, so my parents made me do very boring spelling flash cards. 2. For some reason, the more I do very boring spelling flash cards, the more I think about what to make for lunch. Once I thought about how artichokes and tomatoes and melty mozzarella cheese would taste in a toasty wrap. (By the way, I’m a foodie, which means I like eating and cooking delicious things . . . a lot.) 3. Then I got a bad cold and didn’t go to school for two days. My nose was so stuffed that food tasted like paper, which was the saddest thing ever. 4. Because I was sick, I missed Charlotte Hempler’s birthday party, so I didn’t get to eat the homemade cupcakes her mom brought us. They might have tasted like paper because of my cold, but still. Then I finally felt better. So I made a wrap and brought it to school, but it opened up while I was eating it, and I got tomato juice all over my favorite purple T-shirt. But then, everything changed at dinner one night. We ate yummy salmon (which is my favorite fish because it tastes very buttery even though there’s no butter in it), baked potatoes, and sautéed spinach (that’s a fancy way of saying spinach cooked in a pan). I helped Dad make all of it because we are the official family chefs now. One of my best friends, Camille, is the reason why I like food so much. She moved to my town all the way from France and brought these beautiful French lunches to school. I loved them, even though lots of people thought they were weird. Then I became a foodie, Camille and I became best friends, and Dad and I became the family chefs. My mom never liked cooking that much, so it worked out. During dinner, I started thinking about my boring spelling cards again. ...
