The beet was Rasputin's favorite vegetable. The beet is the ancient ancestor of the autumn moon, bearded, buried, all but fossilized the dark green sails of the grounded moon-boat stitched with veins of primordial plasma the kite string that once connected the moon to the Earth now a muddy whisker drilling desperately for rubies. The bottle is blue, very, very old, and embossed with the image of a goat. A saga must have a hero, and the hero of this one is a janitor with a missing bottle.

The beet is what happens when the cherry finishes with the carrot. Which is to say, it begins in the forests of ancient Bohemia and doesn’t conclude until nine o’clock tonight (Paris time). The bottle is blue, very, very old, and embossed with the image of a goat-horned. The beet is the murderer returned to the scene of the crime. Jitterbug perfume Bookreader Item Preview. Which is to say, it begins in the forests of ancient Bohemia and doesn’t conclude until nine o’clock tonight (Paris time). The beet is the melancholy vegetable, the one most willing to suffer. (Brace yourself for sentences like this one: The sky was a velvety black paw pressing on the. Robbins has been compared to Douglas Adams for his eclectic writing. Slavic peoples get their physical characteristics from potatoes, their smoldering inquietude from radishes, their seriousness from beets. This novel takes you on a journeymore like an acid tripthrough immortality, perfumers, Greek gods, Mardi Gras, and everything in between. Tomatoes are lusty enough, yet there runs through tomatoes an undercurrent of frivolity.

Basically, I was in prime position to enjoy Jitterbug Perfume to the fullest. I was experimenting with food combining, hiking mountains, meditation, sage burning and dabbing amber on my wrists. The radish, admittedly, is more feverish, but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire of discontent not of passion. Jitterbug Perfume was the perfect fictional companion to Campbell’s non-fiction. “The beet is the most intense of vegetables.

Jitterbug perfume by tom robbins