Accusantium perferendis at aut est.

Did you find this review helpful? Find more of my reviews at Pop! Goes The Reader! "...Gladys knew one thing for sure: Today would not be remembered as the day she proved what a great cook she was and earned more kitchen privileges. No, today would forever be the day Gladys Gatsby set the house on fire...and, if her family survived, the day she got into a great, big, fat amount of trouble." Move over, Julia Child! Here comes eleven year old Gladys Gatsby, a precocious wunderkind who promises to take the culinary world by storm. At least, she could if only her parents were willing to buy her the mini torch and other assorted supplies any burgeoning chef might need. Alas, Gladys' parents have little appreciation for the epicurean arts and would much rather sample the rather dubious selections at Sticky Burger and Fred's Fried Fowl than any of the delicacies Gladys has been whipping up in the kitchen. Forced to keep her cooking a secret but happy nonetheless, everything is going swimmingly for Gladys until one little mishap while making creme brulee threatens to take away everything she holds dear. Who could have guessed that the kitchen curtains weren't flame retardant? Soon, Gladys is forbidden by her parents from so much as entering the kitchen. There will be no more cooking, no cookbooks, and no cooking TV shows in Gladys' future for the next six months! All hope appears to be lost until Gladys' new teacher, Ms. Quincy, challenges their sixth grade class to write an essay detailing what they believe their future might hold. Coincidentally, this assignment coincides with the New York Standard's student essay contest topic, "My Future". The best essay from each class will be chosen and submitted to the newspaper, with the winning piece published and the winner awarded an impressive five-hundred-dollar cash prize. One administrative mistake and a disastrous hot chocolate incident later, however, and Gladys' essay lands on the desk of none other than Fiona Ingletho