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Post by 𝘗rincess 𝘵uvstarr on Aug 3, 2021 13:08:20 GMT
Lethal cakes, terrible tarts (no Carry On jokes you naughty men), blasphemous biscuits, shuddering sorbets, monstrous macaroons, and so on.
Naturally I can't think of any, but YOU can!
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Post by weirdmonger on Aug 3, 2021 13:13:15 GMT
The sexy Jam Tarts in the story A Maze For The Minotaur by Reggie Oliver, just deserts as well as desserts!
Anyone who has read this story will know what I mean by sexy!!!
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Post by helrunar on Aug 3, 2021 13:57:54 GMT
Weird, I haven't read that story, but I'm quite curious--having had affinities for some time now with both mazes and Minotaurs. I will have to look for that tale.
cheers, Hel
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Post by dem bones on Aug 3, 2021 16:36:43 GMT
Tim Stout - Jelly Baby: (Richard Davis [ed], Spectre 2, 1975). World's most sepulchral birthday cake. Angus Wilson - Raspberry Jam: (Herbert Van Thal [ed], Pan Book of Horror Stories, 1959). You could always plonk a spoonful on your rice pudding. And wash it down with a glass of Joan Aiken's Marmalade Wine from same collection. Contenders. Daphne Froome - Captain Castleton's Biscuit Beetle: (R. Chetwynd-Hayes [ed.], The Sixth Armada Monster Book], 1981).
T. F. Powys - A Suet Pudding: (Thrills, Crimes & Mysteries, 1936). Truly nasty, though can't remember how prominent the pudding's role in proceedings. Maybe Philip K. Dick's energy vampire, The Cookie Lady?
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Post by helrunar on Aug 4, 2021 20:02:33 GMT
In Simon Raven's 1971 novel Sound the Retreat (usual disclaimers apply), set during the twilight years of the British Raj, young cadet the Earl of Muscateer dies as a result of jaundice contracted upon eating a villainous pie (I think it was orange chiffon) at Ley Wong's restaurant, which also doubles as a sort of brothel for British army officers.
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Post by weirdmonger on Aug 5, 2021 9:53:14 GMT
Lethal cakes, terrible tarts (no Carry On jokes you naughty men), blasphemous biscuits, shuddering sorbets, monstrous macaroons, and so on. Naturally I can't think of any, but YOU can!
“Jelly, my Heliogabalus, my modern Caracalla, apricot-jelly? Cabinet pudding? He has two helpings of the pudding. King Solomon in all his glory never--More champagne? A little hock to finish with? He takes his hock in a tumbler, this young Samson. Cheese--Brie--and celery. A glass of port with the cheese. He takes that in a tumbler too, like Og, King of Bashan."A quote from the food-killer story (as chosen for Fontana Great Ghost Stories)…. THE CASE OF MR. LUCRAFT by Sir Walter Besant and James RiceMy full review of this story, below — “Then I became a cabin-boy, but only for a single voyage, on board a collier. The ship belonged to a philanthropist, who was too much occupied with the wrongs of the West Indian ni**ers to think about the rights of his own sailors;…”The ship, the ‘Spanking Sally’, sank soon after the Narrator, LUCRAFT, had run away… but its West Indians may have evoked creation of the infernally CLUCK-CLUCKING Boule-de-Neige character later in his story! There are many other wildly and unforgivably impolitical references here, but no doubt the work’s overwhelming themes of overeating and overlarge meals influenced some of Aickman’s own fiction, as well as influencing the latter’s sporadically obsessional or long-covividly attritional strains of literary absurdism. Ever food-hungry and penniless, Lucraft tells us a truly remarkable tale, stemming from his time as a strolling actor and his unrequited love affair with young Juliet. Then when, spurned by her father, Lucraft moves to London, he faces us with some of the most incredible descriptions of food and unappeased appetite events ever written in literature, as well as describing his Faustian pact with a larger than life man whose name is always just beyond the tip of Lucraft’s tongue, a Rabelaisian man whose speech is disruptively peppered with incessant GRUNTS — a pact of transferring to this man the gargantuan appetite of young Lucraft for food and drink. With all the repercussions that such a pact entails!!! Replete with “green fat”, underdone mutton, “calipash and calipee” and much much else — and “ Like an ostrich, as you say. Ho ho! Ha! Ha! like an ostrich!”I cannot stress enough how literally overwhelming this obsessional and attritional text is upon the reader. And I wonder if the two authors knew what LOO would mean later in linguistic history or simply prophesied its meaning through the magic of fiction. But the story reeks and tastes of LOOCRAFT to me! Ebenezer GRUMBELOW, too, eventually the tantalising missing name regained as GRUNTS BELOW, I suggest!! SPOILER — Luke Lucraft’s own new ship called LOVECRAFT, I infer, with Juliet aboard eventually comes to harbour, but I will not here give you all the twists and turns of plot leading to that finale of a romantic event. ==============================================================
“for pastry, eight plum-puddings, and for dessert, bushels of nuts, ices, and confections.”as part of a killer meal from… OVER AN ABSINTHE BOTTLE by W.C. Morrow also chosen for Fontana Great Ghost Stories Cf. Loo and W.C. !? |
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Post by Swan on Aug 5, 2021 11:53:51 GMT
Death by glass of water.
Not a dessert, but the author Arnold Bennett, of Five Towns fame, is said to have suffered a lingering death from typhoid fever after drinking a glass of water in a Paris restaurant.
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Post by dem bones on Aug 16, 2021 4:32:50 GMT
 Adrian Reynolds: ( Unreal! Eight Surprising Stories, 1983: Helen Cresswell [ed], Mystery Stories, 1996). Narrator is not only the official school bully he is also #1 top swot and plans to remain so. When a second kid scores 100% in maths and two unfortunate looking boys are magically cured of their spots and big nose respectively, he vows to sabotage old Peppi's so-called 'Happy' ice cream and re-establish the status quo. Alan Temperly - Angel and Teacake: (Clarence Paget [ed.], 29th Pan Book of Horror Stories, 1988). Should you pay a visit to the coffee shop by the Cathedral, don't eat the chocolate éclairs! Burton Stormcock - Brides of Agony for Satan's Blancmange: ( Spicy Fright Stories, June 1937). Twisted Desire was his Whisk, my Fiancée, the Ingredient!. Depraved dairy manager abducts courting couples and newlyweds for "orgies of abnormal perversion." A too-rare shudder excursion from the author of supernatural knicker-snatcher classic, The Pervert Creeps At Midnight. John Gordon - Little Black Pies: ( Catch Your Death and other Ghost Stories, 1985: Dennis Pepper [ed.], Young Oxford Book of Ghost Stories, 1995. Feuding sisters, blackberry surprise, terrific ghost story for children of all ages. Alan W. Lear - Eyeball Milkshake: (David A. Sutton [ed.], Dark Horizons, 29, Winter 1995). Not read, don't have a copy, but of potential relevance to this thread. Robert Shearman - Custard Cream: (ChiZine Publications, 2015). As above. |
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Post by helrunar on Aug 16, 2021 12:43:15 GMT
Kev, I thank you and bless you--once again, you've not only salvaged my Monday, but elevated it to a realm of serendipity forbidden to mere mortals in the ordinary scheme of things.
Knowing that there was an author who rejoiced in the moniker Burton Stormcock and that he actually composed a yarn featuring the phrase Satan's blancmange... well, perhaps you'll be relieved to hear that words fail me. Excelsior!
I presume that Burton Stormcock, if he survived into the 1960s, developed a profitable sideline in gay horror porn, a little known sub-sub-genre that I've heard through my sources is the subject of a forthcoming Ph.D thesis at Cornell (sadly, that's a joke).
cheers, Steve
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