James Joyce has a good time, lavishing gastronomic delight upon Mr Leopold Bloom in Ulysses. The man is gross but affable, fat but thoughtful, chunky yet observant.
Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liverslices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencods' roes. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine.
Kidneys were in his mind as he moved about the kitchen softly, righting her breakfast things on the humpy tray. Gelid light and air were in the kitchen but out of doors gentle summer mornings everywhere. Made him feel a bit peckish.
And, for your edification, here is a drawing by Ken Dowsing, part of a series of studies on the great novel.
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| Grade Richtig (3) / 2009, by Ken Dowsing. |
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