I don’t remember the first food I ever tasted, but I do remember all of the food in books my Grandmother and Mother read to me. The Sugar Plum Tree by Eugene Field is probably the first one I recall. Imagine a 2-year looking at this photo and seeing a little girl holding up an apron and have candy pouring from a tree! Wow! As you can see, this page was well-loved and has old, yellowed scotch tape holding it together. In fact, the whole book is falling apart. It is called Poems of Early Childhood, one of a series of books from Childcraft. Some of my most precious memories are sitting on my Grandma’s or Mom’s lap in our rocking chair, and having these poems read over and over again. I learned all about Simple Simon and his pies; Peter who lived with his wife in a pumpkin shell; four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie; hot cross buns; kings who ate potatoes with their jackets off (apparently only “commoners” ate them with the jackets on!); or the one about Grandma’s cupboard which held such delight as lollypops and banbury cakes. I used to wish I could be the little child eating animal crackers with cocoa, and laugh at the Grandpa who dropped his glasses in a pot of purple dye and had to eat purple apple dumplings while drinking purple cider. My first fascination with cooking came from a poem called Jane Small Ate it All. There are pictures of various girls named Jane, baking cookies, stirring cookie batter, measuring flour, and beating eggs with a rotary beater.
The Sugar Plum Tree and other Culinary Delights of Childhood
June 1, 2010 in Uncategorized
Isn’t it amazing how something as simple as childhood poems can spark food and cooking interests at such a young age, which leads to having a toy kitchen, which leads to a love of cooking as an adult? Books stir the imagination, but as you grow up, you want the material results. I can make fudge or other candy, but it will never be as good as the sweets gathered in the little girl’s apron from the Sugar Plum tree. I have yet to make a banbury cake, but I’m sure it’s delicious. I hope never to eat a purple apple dumpling or live in a pumpkin, but I still like being one of the “Jane’s” mixing up something in the kitchen.
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I love cookbooks. I mean I really love them. I love to read them, treasure them, learn from them, and, of course, cook from them. To me, cookbooks take on a life all of their own. They are history, family, and memories. I have been collecting cookbooks and writing down treasured recipes of family, friends, and neighbors since about age twelve, which means I now own thousands of cookbooks, recipes, and clippings. Now I want to share them with you along with the many other culinary treasures of my cellar." - Debbie Vanni
i like your blog, first of all. visually, and content-wise. i have the childcraft book, was just emailing a friend about jane small; you are the Only “link” to jane on the entire internet, it seems. looks like there are 2 of us who remember what it was like to have a family, nursery rhymes, poetry, etc., and be surrounded with wonderful literature. thanks and be well..
Oh, no, there are 3 of us!! I loved this poem and “Grandpa Dropped His Glasses In a Pot Of Purple Dye” I was really happy to get a copy of this poem today!
I love Grandpa Dropped His Glasses, too! My copy of the Childcraft is also falling apart and scotch-taped. I still can recite many of those poems. My grandmother read them to me endlessly!
Hi Debra! I am thrilled someone else remembers Jane Small and the joy of the Childcraft poetry. It’s like my comfort book, and I still pick it up and read through it occasionally. I am looking forward to my future grandchildren, who I will also read to as my mom and grandma did to me. Thank you so much for writing – you made my day!
I’m looking for the Jane Small poem. Do you know where I could find the words. I, too, remember being read this poem from the Childcraft book by my mother, but the book is lost.
Here is the Jane Small poem!
Jane Small Ate It All
Jane Brooke was the Cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brook was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane Power measured the flour
And Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brook was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane Cutter creamed the butter
And Jane Power measured the flour
And Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brooke was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane Clegg beat the egg
And Jane Cutter creamed the butter
And Jane Power measured the flour
And Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brooke was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane Dilk poured in the milk
And Jane Clegg beat the egg
And Jane Cutter creamed the butter
And Jane Power measured the flour
And Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brooke was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane McCann buttered the pan
And Jane Dilk poured in the milk
And Jane Clegg beat the egg
And Jane Cutter creamed the butter
And Jane Power measured the flour
And Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brooke was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane Lake iced the cake
And Jane McCann buttered the pan
And Jane Dilk poured in the milk
And Jane Clegg beat the egg
And Jane Cutter creamed the butter
And Jane Power measured the flour
And Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brooke was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Jane Poole put it out to cool
And Jane Lake iced the cake
And Jane McCann buttered the pan
And Jane Dilk poured in the milk
And Jane Clegg beat the egg
And Jane Cutter creamed the butter
And Jane Power measured the flour
And Jane Dwyer lighted the fire
And Jane Brooke was the cook
But Jane Small ate it all.
Thank you , thank you!! I have been searching all day for this poem!! I am a product of the 1940’s – this volume of Childcraft books was almost worn out by my sister and me!!
Thank you for posted Jane Small ate it all. I have been searching for years.
So happy I could find it for you, Deb!
Thank you, thank you, thank you! I too grew up with that book, and recently was wanting those very words.
Happy that you found the right blog, Marjorie! I love that book and can’t wait to read it to my first grandchild, due in January!
Thank you, thank you, thank you! I have been looking for the words to this poem for a long time!
So happy to help, Twyla! I can still recite that poem.
Thank you! My sisters and I were talking about this on our Zoom Cocktail Hour last night. It was hard to find! Somewhere I may still have the Childcraft books that were given to us by a neighbor when he outgrew them. Our father read this to us many times!
Judith, I love those Childcraft books. My mom and grandma read them to us, and now I read them to my granddaughters. The Sugar Plum Tree was always my favorite, and that page is literally held together by very yellowed tape.
Thank you. I am 84 years old and I think never a day goes by that this little poem doesn’t flit through my mind.
Gail, I love hearing from readers who remember those wonderful poems in the Children’s Classics. One woman wrote a while ago about “Jane Small Ate It All.” “The Sugar Plum Tree” was always my favorite growing up and I can still recite it. Thank you so much for writing.
OH. My. GOODNESS. OMG!!! I have been looking for this poem for about ten years. It was in my mother’s Childcraft and my Nana read it to me, over and over and over. I had my own Childcraft in the 1970s, but “Jane Small” was not in my version. This is PRICELESS TO ME! GOD bless you! THANK YOU!!!
Carol, I love your excitement that you came across the poem! I get it for sure. I loved (and still love) that poem and the whole book. This blog was one of the first I ever wrote eleven years ago. The book gave me some of my best childhood memories, and now I can read them to my grandchildren. Thank you so much for taking the time to write. I’m so happy that you are happy!
Debbie, I just wanted to let you know that I have saved your wonderful post on my computer and SOMEHOW…it popped up just now to say “Hello!” I have been missing my maternal grandmother so very, very much over the last few days, and was thinking of Nana’s china and her beautiful house and the wonderful smells from the kitchen…I know that she sent me a little message from Heaven a few minutes ago, so I wanted to thank you for helpinng her out with my absolute favorite ever, EVER childhood poem, “Jane Small.” Love to you for your generosity and kindness!
Carol, you made my day with your kind words. Jane Small remains one of my all-time favorites too, and read to me from my maternal grandmother who I miss all the time, just as you miss yours. I also miss her when I make any of her recipes and the kitchen aroma is like she is there with me. My youngest daughter and one of her girls are coming to visit us soon. and one of our planned activities is to make grandma’s sugar cookies to decorate. God bless our grandmothers. Thank you so much for writing.
My father recited that by heart to my grandchildren because he had “had to” read/recite it to me so often in my childhood. I still have the golden-orange-colored books in the set it resides in. I’m hoping my own granddaughters will memorize it too.
Catherine, I can still recite many of the poems. It wasn’t too hard to remember because my grandmother read the book to me thousands of times! How nice you have the full set. Wish I did!
What was the publication year of your copy of Poems of Early Childhood? I would like to find the same publication date as I love the artwork. My mother had the same version but I believe it’s been lost over the years. I found your old posting looking for the image you had posted of The Sugar Plum Tree.
Laura, my copy is from 1945. My grandmother first bought it for my older brother, then it got passed down to three more of us. It’s almost falling apart and so many pages are kept together by yellowed tape, but it’s still one of my most treasured items. The Sugar Plum Tree is taped the most because it was my favorite.
My favorite poem! I grew up with the 1860’s edition. The picture is a little different!! I just bought the 1954 edition. It is the same as the 1960. But I can’t find Grandpa Dropped His Glasses In a pot of dye! I’m trying to find the volume that poem is in!
Teri, the Grandpa poem is in the 1945 edition which is the one I have. I remember that poem well!
Had a whole set of Childcraft books — orange covers — as a kid in the ’40s — my parents and grandmother read them to me, especially the poems (I loved “The Owl and the Pussycat” in addition to “Jane Small Ate It All” and many others). I learned to read early, and discovered stories and legends in some of the other Childcraft books … I remember “The Fisherman and His Wife” and some scary Grimm brothers tales…. So glad you put “Jane Small” into the interwebs; I’m self-isolating at home in the early stages of the covid-19 crisis, and doing a lot of reflecting on the past….
Mike, I loved all those others you mentioned; they were favorites of mine too. That book has such a warm place in my heart. It’s a comforting book to read during the self-isolating times. I hope you are doing well, and let’s hope the world will be well again soon.
Thank you. You just took me to fun memories.
Happy to hear that, Renee!