
Have you ever heard a great tall-tale bedtime story? Well, now you can. One night a grandfather tells his grandkids a story about a place called Chewandswallow where food came with the weather, three times a day at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. You can have pancakes falling from the sky for breakfast with a drizzle of syrup coming down. You could have burgers for lunch with a drizzle of ketchup and mustard and for dinner you could have spaghetti and meatballs falling from the sky with a drizzle of sauce. But what would happen when the towns people could not keep up with the eating of all this food? Find out when you read Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs by Judi Barrett.
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