The tiny town of Chewandswallow was very much like any other tiny town except for its weather which came three times a day, at breakfast lunch and dinner.But it never rained rain and it never snowed snow and it never blew just wind. It rained things like soup and juice. It snowed things like mashed potatoes. And sometimes the wind blew in storms of hamburgers.Life for the townspeople was delicious until the weather took a turn for the worse. The food got larger and larger and so did the portions. Chewandswallow was plagued by damaging floods and storms of huge food. the town was a mess and the people feared for their lives.Something had to be done, and in a hurry.
many children's books include the award-winning Old MacDonald Had an Apartment House
and Animals Should Definitely Not Wear Clothing,
as well as the exciting sequel to this book, Pickles to Pittsburgh.
Most of her days are filled with dreaming up ideas for more books, but she also writes freelance book reviews and teaches art to young children.
Her brownstone in Brooklyn is filled with lots of antiques, tons of plants and a refrigerator full of good things to eat.