Sylvia Plath's Food Diary
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everything sylvia plath ate according to her journals, letters, poems, the bell jar & other texts / curated by @rebeccaebrill , illustrated by @lilygibbstaylor
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I can’t stand anyone, especially men; I walk out in town when I have to for fruit and cheese with a glowering scowl; I talk only to cows and swans. 10/9/56
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I didn't know how to cook, and babies depressed me. 1961
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When I drink water, it is for you. 10/10/56
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The stove is gradually becoming more of a friend. 1951
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After 20 beers or so, he finally realized I existed. 12/11/50
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I’m not hungry; I can’t sleep; can’t read; can’t think. 10/4/56
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I am sitting up in my room in halter and shorts trying to beat the heat with iced coffee, but it simply refuses to be beaten, and the ice persists in melting. 7/6/55
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Being tan, doing nothing but writing, sunning and cooking. Maybe even learning to catch fish! 4/29/56
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I must eat more cheese before bed! 10/23/56
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My dear husband tucked me into bed, feeding me hot milk and brandy and honey, which got rid of my cold. 12/8/57
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We had our first “dinner” in the gas oven this last weekend - roast beef, mashed potatoes, peas, raspberries & cream. Such elegance! 11/12/56
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Last night I got drunk, very very beautifully drunk, and now I am shot. 2/26/56
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I find myself particularly sensitive now & yearn for a full fridge & marvelous snacks. 1/24/60
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Life is so largely eating and sleeping and going places without ever getting there. 2/6/54
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I’m drinking as much water as I’m able, so that my skin will be clearer by the time I come home. 7/16/48
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grateful for plain cold water, brown bread, and hotdogs and coffee 1/26/55
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oysters for breakfast and wine and wine 1/21/56
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Never again will I put on a clean cotton dress over a vivid, electric, cooly tingling body, and bike jauntily to market to buy “anything I want” to eat. 1951
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the eggs-and-bacon-and-coffee girl in a housecoat who can also exist somehow on olives, roquefort and daiquiris while clad in black velvet 1/10/54
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if we can become ecstatic about the common necessities of life together, like morning coffee (or milk!) and shopping, how amazing will seem even the smallest of good fortune that comes our way! 8/11/54
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Today I got up and had breakfast at 5 in the afternoon. 12/29/55
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I want a house of our children, little animals, flowers, vegetables, fruits. 6/20/59
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I needed to practice a certain healthy bohemianism for a while to swing away from the gray-clad, basically-dressed, brown-haired, clock-regulated, responsible, salad-eating, water-drinking, bed-going, economical, practical girl that I had become. 10/12/54
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After supper we put on records while we do the dishes, and suddenly we are dancing, you and I, on the smooth shining linoleum. 8/25/52
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My ribs show. What have I eaten?
Lies and smiles. 1963
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after my second cup of coffee, I always feel extremely creative, as if I could write a pulitzer prize novel. 8/12/55
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I’ll always be around and glad for coffee, wine, talk. 7/5/54
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talked intensely over icecream about religion 2/10/53
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the prospect of continually eating cake and continually having more of it always appeals to the feminine-logic side of my nature 8/5/54
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While making a cake found she’d left out one ingredient. Went crazy, banging fist, smashing hands against the wall. 1961
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I knelt over a toilet bowl and vomited up the cake and ice cream. 1955
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He is drinking beer and sharing it with her, feeding her potato chips, and sleepily singing on her shoulder. 8/12/52
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breakfast has been, as usual, delightful. 4/26/54
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I’m so damn healthy & resilient. And apple-pie happy. 1957
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I should sugar and preserve my days like fruit! 1961
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My husband supports me in soul, body and by feeding me bread and poems. 12/12/58
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I have spent most of my time eating and sleeping. 12/26/59
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I am not hungry. I am lean, taut, eager. 1/18/53
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I felt like drowning myself in the iced tea bowl, in a flurry of mint leaves. 6/12/51
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I went right up and drank 3 glasses of water and shed some more tears. 7/11/48
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God, I miss sharing thoughts and food and bed and all the warm lovely little things. 10/4/56
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I drink sherry and wine by myself because I like it and I get the sensuous feeling of indulgence I do when I eat salted nuts or cheese; luxury, bliss, erotic-tinged. 1953
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I want to remain a child and be sheltered from accepting the responsibility of things like earning a living, cooking, and taking care of myself. 1/7/51
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We listened to music, talked, went downtown for a club sandwich, and I felt just bubbling over with the mere realization that I had found a friend with whom I could share my humor, my ideas, and my delight in the surrounding world.. 3/5/54
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Treat yourself well - have naps & relaxings, hot milk & honey. 12/17/59
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I went and had coffee with my pets. 4/30/53
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I am inclined to babies and bed and brilliant friends and a magnificent stimulating home where geniuses drink gin in the kitchen after a delectable dinner and read their own novels and tell why the stock market is the way it will be. 3/6/56
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Every morning, when my sleeping pills wear off I am up about 5, in my study with coffee, writing like mad. 10/12/62
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Virginia Woolf works off her depression over rejections from Harper’s (no less!---and I can hardly believe that the Big Ones get rejected, too!) by cleaning out the kitchen. And cooks haddock & sausage. Bless her. I feel my life linked to her, somehow. 1957
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Ted told me I could economize by not drinking sherry, smoking, eating expensive meat & that the children could learn to “live like the people”. 10/22/62
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to eat well, write always and work hard in the sweat of god’s sun 5/4/56
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All the stupid little things I did with love---baking breads, making pies---seem silly and empty to me without faith in Ted’s love. 7/20/62
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It is Sunday morning, and we have not slept, but the coffee and bacon and eggs sustain. 1/1/56
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After two doughnuts, orange juice, rhubarb, milk, and two cups of coffee, I am ready to face the world. 1/30/51
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Do vegetarians rot more rapidly than meat-eaters? 1950
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cooking and eating disgusts me (mere physical activity without any mind in it) 7/17/57
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Sunday mornings are always lackadaisical. One sleeps late, or eats breakfast in p.j.’s. 10/8/50
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Before I knew what was happening, I was undressed, back in bed, sipping a pot of hot tea and eating an apple. 10/8/51
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I have breakfast in bed about 9: two big cups of cafe au lait, two moist fluffy croissons (which float above the plate, they’re so light) with lots of delectable unsalted butter. 3/28/56
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Monday I baked a cake, vanilla, with lemon icing. 7/17/58
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Instead of studying Locke, or writing---I go make an apple pie, or study the Joy of Cooking, reading it like a rare novel. Whoa, I said to myself. You will escape into domesticity & stifle yourself by falling headfirst into a bowl of cookie batter. 2/25/57
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The fruit's in,
Eaten or rotten. I am all mouth. 1959
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I can also write a letter, bake a good pie. Victories, however small. 11/1/57
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For under three dollars I stocked up on 2 quarts of milk, mayonnaise, donuts, tomatoes, carrots, lettuce, green grapes, grape juice, frozen orange juice and toothpaste. Felt very competent and matronly with my list and enjoyed cleaning and rearranging refrigerator. 7/2/54
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feeling fresh and gay and luxuriating in croissons and morning coffee. 3/27/56
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Thank God I get tired and can sleep; if that is so, all is possible. And I like to eat. 1956
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suddenly everyone else is very married and happy, and one is very alone, and bitter about eating boiled tasteless egg by oneself every morning. 5/5/53
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I still remember a night that I spent on a lonely beach with a few other girls. We brought blankets along and cooked our supper of tomato soup, bread, cheese and milk, over a driftwood fire. 9/24/48
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Grew increasingly sad and tearful through shishkebab and wine supper and felt rather sorry for myself. 3/29/56
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I just sat there burbling inarticulately into my coffee. 9/28/50
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This morning I had cornflakes, a fried egg, two pieces of toast and marmalade and coffee, so shall not starve. 10/2/55
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I long so much for some sustaining hand, someone to bring me hot broth. 2/24/56
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Here I am, the same old sour-dough. 10/19/59
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I do love to cook & just don’t understand how anybody can be a bad cook when the recipes are so simple and easy to follow. 1959
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I wish I could go over & take care of him - fruit juice, salads, etc. 6/25/52
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It’s been really quite pleasant staying curled up in my sunny room, eating apples, drinking quantities of water, and reading “The Brothers Karamazov”, by Dostoevsky. 3/5/54
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He utterly delighted me over apple cake & milk. 10/23/62
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I am so happy I am ravenous & eat like a horse. 12/14/62
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At the local coffee shop, hunched in one of the secretive, high-backed booths with hundreds of people's names gouged into the wood, we drank cup after cup of black coffee and talked frankly about sex. 1963
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bought tea & cake and went for a 2 hour walk in the “country” 2/11/51
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dance, dinner, cocktails, art exhibit, drive 4/14/54
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I'd seen a vodka ad once, a glass full of vodka standing in the middle of a snowdrift in a blue light, and the vodka looked clear and pure as water, so I thought having vodka plain must be all right. My dream was someday ordering a drink and finding out it tasted wonderful. 1963
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There is pizza and wine and candlelight. 2/21/54
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hashing out life in the coffee shop 1/18/54
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four black greeneyed kittens sneezing into our hot coffee, rolling grapes around with their paws, and being just adorable 8/19/52
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eating great winey stews & endless crackly green salads with french dressing and all sorts of cheeses 2/9/58
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