Willeford does a much better job describing food. I don't
recall wanting to eat anything while reading Thompson, but
Willeford always makes me want to whatever his character is
having. Just the other day I read in Deliver Me From Dallas
-- oh no wait that's a spoiler it's not out yet -- no wait
that's a sales pitch, Dennis is publishing it in the spring
-- no wait -- the point was that one of the characters, who
is, like Thompson, and unlike Willeford, from Oklahoma, fixed
himself a sandwich (under circumstances where most people
wouldn't eat) and although i was not in least bit hungry, i
wanted a bite of the guy's sandwich:
I looked in the icebox an' made me a
lairpin' good sandwich outta some baloney an' onions an'
tomaters. I washed it down with a pitcher o' milk that was
good an' cold. I made me two more o' them sandwiches an'
taken 'em up to my lookin'-out window, an' set 'em handy on
the window sill. I set down in a chair an' started waitin'
an' watchin'.
Thompson's characters do a lot of drinking and smoking, but
little eating.
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