Granny Torrelli Makes Soup
By Sharon Creech
“A heartfelt novel celebrating friendship and family ties.” —Publishers Weekly (starred review)
Twelve-year-old Rosie and her best friend, Bailey, don’t always get along, that’s true. But Granny Torrelli seems to know just how to make things right again with her interesting stories and family recipes. She understands from experience that life's twist and turns can't rattle the unique bond between two lifelong pals.
Newbery Medal winner Sharon Creech cooks up a delightfully tender novel filled with homemade dishes and secret recipes. It’s easier to remember what’s important about love, life, and friendship while Granny Torrelli makes soup.
Celebrate a special connection to a parent or grandparent by sharing this empathetic, funny book.
“A tasty treat.” –ALA Booklist (starred review)
“This is a meal that should not be missed.” –School Library Journal (starred review)
An ALA Notable Children’s Book and ALA Booklist Editors’ Choice
Format: Downloadable audio file
On Sale: 05/17/2005
Trimsize: x in
JUVENILE FICTION / Family / Multigenerational
JUVENILE FICTION / Social Issues / Friendship
JUVENILE FICTION / Social Issues / Special Needs
When I learned that my daughter was expecting her first child, I began thinking about what it would be like to be a grandparent. In remembering my own grandparents, it seemed that most of my memories of my grandmothers swirled around kitchens and food. There was something important—more important than the meals being made—that took place in those kitchens, and I wanted to explore that. I kept seeing images of my Italian grandmother, with her elfish smile and quick wit, and those images evolved into the character of Granny Torrelli.
Granny Torrelli refers to her own childhood friend as Pardo, which, in “real life” was the name of my grandfather.
Although I don’t remember making zuppa with my grandmother, we did make cavatelli and sauce, just as Rosie, Bailey, and Granny Torrelli do in this story. And Rosie’s favorite salad (“the one with oranges”) was also my favorite when I was Rosie’s age.