 Although this book deals with the evils of cafeteria food, Dav Pilkey never ate the stuff as a kid. He went to small parochial schools which didn't have school lunch programs. So Dav and his friends were brown-baggin' it every day (actually, Dav carried his lunch in a super-cool "Planet of the Apes" metal lunchbox).
Dav didn't get his first taste of cafeteria food until he became an writer and began doing author visits at elementary schools. The teachers would usually invite Dav out to a restaurant for lunch, but Dav always preferred to eat with the kids (note: eating with teachers is boring). Unfortunately, this meant that Dav had to eat cafeteria food.
| "I noticed a common element at all of the cafeterias I went to. Sometimes the food tasted o.k, other times it was pretty nasty, but it always smelled the same. It all had this weird 'cafeteria food smell' (kind of a combination of hamburger grease, diapers and musty beach towels, with just a slight whiff of burned plastic... you all know the smell I'm talking about, right?).
I began to wonder what made the food smell that way. Why doesn't food at an all-you-can-eat buffet-style restaurant smell that way? It's basically the same stuff, right? So I began to think that cafeteria food might be some sort of alien plot to control the brains of children" — Dav Pilkey |
This weird train of thought was the inspiration that led Dav to write the third Captain Underpants book.
| "Every book I write usually starts out with a silly thought like that. I just think about strange ideas or wild conspiracies, and eventually they grow into stories. The physical act of 'writing' each Captain Underpants book doesn't really take very long (usually two weeks or so), but the stories often take months (or even years) to think up. Right now I'm 'thinking up' the next four or five Captain Underpants stories. I do most of this thinking when I'm walking my dog in the park. She's thinking about what dog has just peed on her favorite tree, and I'm wondering how I can get Mr. Fyde's soul transferred into the Diabolical Diaper Kong, without ailienating every other grown-up south of the Bible Belt." — Dav Pilkey |
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