Three French Hens
by Margie Palatini; illustrated by Richard Egielski
Colette, Poulette and Fifi are supposed to be on their way to a certain mademoiselle's true love in Paris, but somehow wind up in New York. Mon dieu!
These hens, decked out in heels and chapeaus, search for their mistress' beloved Philippe Renard. They settle for the friendless Phil Fox in his decrepit tenement, who's amazed when three free dinners strut into his humble home.
Hilarity ensues. Okay, just had to say that. But that's pretty much what happens as they take over his life and give him and his abode an extreme makeover to, um, not die for.
You know Phil's not going to eat them -- this is a Christmas story, after all. And it had me smiling all the way up until they refused gifts from him. Ugh, I thought, here comes some corny message about giving, right? Wrong! The birds celebrate Hanukkah -- they're kosher! Hahahaha!
Ohmigawd, I'm still laughing. Sorry for the spoiler. This one's funny.
Rating: *\*\*\
No-- you're kidding, right?!? I have to look for this one!
Oh and congratulations on making the BoB finals! That was how I found you last year...
Posted by: elswhere | January 17, 2006 at 10:59 PM
Yes, I remember. It's been a whole year already. Happy anniversary!
Posted by: anne | January 18, 2006 at 10:19 AM