Dunkin' doctors
Very hard boiled egg
There but for the grace of God
No punnet intended
Toodle pip
Toyed with this one for a while – particularly with a military feel, the lunchbox being a tour of duty that the apple constantly returned from, traumatised by seeing his friends eaten, and by the guilt of his own survival. But that wouldn't have allowed Joe to draw a banana looking casual. How does he do that stuff? Amazes me every time. PW
The grater scrape
Bubble and squeak
School dinner
Aisle of man
A bad day for the onion family
Spin the bottle
We are now cruising at 5,000 calories
I'm sure when my dad did this to me he pretended my food was a train – the 18.35 service from Hull, calling at my head. But then of course cheap air travel arrived, and it was much quicker just to fly the food in PW
In space no one can hear you cream
Sorry about the headline. But for years I have waited, like a sniggering child, to use that line for something. Pathetic. PW
The book of the smell of the taste of the food cartoons
We're excited to announce that in September a book of our food cartoons will be published by Absolute Press. More details to follow, but there's an announcement here. We're also planning an exhibition at the Guardian's home, King's Place, around the time of the book launch.
He who speaks with sporked tongue
What a peeling!
When the chips are down
In the nude with Hank Marvin
Alright, I admit, there's no nudity; it's mostly a blatant attempt to get attention – though I think "in the nude" counts as Cockney rhyming slang for food. Definitely a trip to Sillytown Heights this week, and a record number of "I don't get it" responses. The one thing stopping me slipping on the banana skin of despair is the one person who admitted to finding it funny enough to make tea come out of her nose. Here we also see the classic Joe Berger technique of having a hand flying in from the side, shoving something in someone's face …
I've just noticed that's another "Ooh lovely" as well. Good that we're consistently bewildering. PW