threw all the leftovers into a greased Pyrex casserole dish and added noodles。
Further； the culinary wizard of such a place as the Overlook； which advertised
in the resort section of the New York Sunday Times； should be small； rotund； and
pasty…faced （rather like the Pillsbury Dough…Boy）； he should have a thin pencil…
line mustache like a forties musical edy star； dark eyes； a French accent；
and a detestable personality。
Hallorann had the dark eyes and that was all。 He was a tall black man with a
modest afro that was beginning to powder white。 He had a soft southern accent
and he laughed a lot； disclosing teeth too white and too even to be anything but
1950…vintage Sears and Roebuck dentures。 Her own father had had a pair； which he
called Roebuckers； and from time to time he would push them out at her ically
at the supper table 。。。 always； Wendy remembered now； when her mother was out
in the kitchen getting something else or on the telephone。
Danny had stared up at this black giant in blue serge； and then had smiled
when Hallorann picked him up easily； set him in the crook of his elbow； and
said： 〃You ain't gonna stay up here all winter。〃
〃Yes I am；〃 Danny said with a shy grin。
〃No； you're gonna e down to St。 Pete's with me and learn to cook and go out
on the beach every damn evenin watchin for crabs。 Right？〃
Danny giggled delightedly and shook his head no。 Hallorann set him down。
〃If you're gonna change your mind；〃 Hallorann said； bending over him gravely；
〃you better do it quick。 Thirty minutes from now and I'm in my car。 Two and a
half hours after that； I'm sitting at Gate 32； Concourse B； Stapleton
International Airport； in the mile…high city of Denver； Colorado。 Three hours
after that； I'm rentin a car at the Miama Airport and on my way to sunny St。
Pete's； waiting to get iota my swimtrunks and just laaafin up my sleeve at
anybody stuck and caught in the snow。 Can you dig it； my boy？〃
〃Yes； sir；〃 Danny said； smiling。
Hallorann turned to Jack and Wendy。 〃Looks like a fine boy there。〃
〃We think he'll do；〃 Jack said； and offered his hand。 Hallorann took it。 〃I'm
Jack Torrance。 My wife Winnifred。 Danny you've met。〃
〃And a pleasure it was。 Ma'am； are you a Winnie or a Freddie？〃
〃I'm a Wendy；〃 she said； smiling。
〃Okay。 That's better than the other two； I think。 Right this way。 Mr。 Ullman
wants you to have the tour； the tour you'll get。〃 He shook his bead and said
under his breath： 〃And won't I be glad to see the last of him。〃
Hallorann menced to tour them around the most immense kitchen Wendy had
ever seen in her life。 It was sparkling clean。 Every surface was coaxed to a
high gloss。 It was more than just big； it was intimidating。 She walked at
Hallorann's side while Jack； wholly out of his element； hung back a little with
Danny。 A long wallboard hung with cutting instruments which went all the way
from paring knives to twohanded cleavers hung beside a four…basin sink。 There
was a breadboard as big as their Boulder apartment's kitchen table。 An amazing
array of stainless…steel pots and pans hung from floor to ceiling； covering one
whole wall。
〃I think I'll have to leave a trail of breadcrumbs every time I e in；〃 she
said。
〃Don't let it get you down；〃 Hallorann said。 〃It's big； but it's still only a
kitchen。 Most of this stuff you'll never even have to touch。 Keep it clean；
that's all I ask。 Here's the stove I'd be using； if I was you。 There are three
of them in all； but this is the smallest。
Smallest； she thought dismally； looking at it There were twelve burners； two
regular ovens and a Dutch oven； a heated well on top in which you could simmer
sauces or bake beans； a broiler； and a warmer — plus a million dials and
temperature gauges。
〃All gas；〃 Hallorann said。 〃You've cooked with gas before； Wendy？〃
〃Yes。。 〃
〃I love gas；〃 he said； and turned on one of the burners。 Blue flame popped
into life and he adjusted it down to a faint glow with a delicate touch。 〃I like
to be able to see the flame you're cookin with。 You see where all the surface
burner switches are？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃And the oven dials are all marked。 Myself； I favor the middle one because it
seems to heat the most even； but you use whichever one you like — or all three；
for that matter。〃
〃A TV dinner in each one；〃 Wendy said； and laughed weakly。
Hallorann roared。 〃Go right ahead； if you like。 I left a list of everything
edible over by the sink。 You see it？〃
〃Here it is； Mommy！〃 Danny brought over two sheets of paper； written closely
on both sides。
〃Good boy；〃 Hallorann said； taking it from him and ruffling his hair。 〃You
sure you don't want to e to Florida with me； my boy？ Learn to cook the
sweetest shrimp creole this side of paradise？〃
Danny put his hands over his mouth and giggled and retreated to his father's
side。
〃You three folks could eat up here for a year； I guess；〃 Hallorann said。 〃We
got a cold…pantry； a walk…in freezer； all sorts of vegetable bins； and two
refrigerators。 e on and let me show you。〃
For the next ten minutes Hallorann opened bins and doors； disclosing food in
such amounts as Wendy had never seen before。 The food supplies amazed her but
did not reassure her as much as she might have thought： the Donner Party kept
recurring to her； not with thoughts of cannibalism （with all this food it would
indeed be a long time before they were reduced to such poor rations as each
other）； but with the reinforced idea that this was indeed a serious business：
when snow fell； getting out of here would not be a matter of an hour's drive to
Sidewinder but a major operation。 They would sit up here in this deserted grand
hotel； eating the food that had been left them like creatures in a fairy tale
and listening to the bitter wind around their snowbound eaves。 In Vermont； when
Danny had broken his arm
（when Jack broke Danny's arm）
she had called the emergency Medix squad； dialing the number from the little
card attached to the phone。 They had been at the house only ten minutes later。
There were other numbers written on that little card。 You could have a police
car in five minutes and a fire truck in even less time than that； because the
fire station was only three blocks away and one block over。 There was a man to
call if the lights went out； a man to call if the shower stopped up； a man to
call if the TV went on the fritz。 But what would happen up here if Danny had one
of his fainting spells and swallowed his tongue？
（oh God what a thought！）
What if the place caught on fire？ If Jack fell down the elevator shaft and
fractured his skull？ What if — ？
（what if we have a wonderful time now stop it； Winnifred！）
Hallorann showed them into the walk…in freezer first； where their breath
puffed out like ic strip balloons。 In the freezer it was as if winter had
already e。
Hamburger in big plastic bags； ten pounds in each bag； a dozen bags。 Forty
whole chickens hanging from a row of hooks in the wood…planked walls。 Canned
hams stacked up like poker chips； a dozen of them。 Below the chickens； ten
roasts of beef； ten roasts of pork； and a huge leg of lamb。
〃You like lamb； doc？〃 Hallorann asked； grinning。
〃I love it；〃 Danny said immediately。 He had never had it。
〃I knew you did。 There's nothin like two good slices of lamb on a cold night；
with some mint jelly on the side。 You got the mint jelly here； too。 Lamb eases
the belly。 It's a noncontentious sort of meat。〃
From behind them Jack said curiously： 〃How did you know we called him doc？〃
Hallorann turned around。 〃Pardon？〃
〃Danny： We call him doc sometimes。 Like in the Bugs Bunny cartoons。〃
〃Looks sort of like a doc； doesn't be？〃 He wrinkled his nose at Danny； smacked
his lips； and said； 〃Ehhhh； what's up； doc？〃
Danny giggled and then Hallorann said something
（Sure you don't want to go to Florida； doc？）
to him； very clearly。 He heard every word。 He looked at Hallorann； startled
and a little scared。 Hallorann winked solemnly and turned back to the food。
Wendy looked from the cook's broad； serge…clad back to her son。 She had the
oddest feeling that something had passed between them； something she could not
quite follow。
〃You got twelve packages of sausage； twelve packages of bacon；〃 Hallorann
said。 〃So much for the pig。 In this drawer； twenty pounds of butter。〃
〃Real butter？〃 Jack asked。
〃The A…number…one。〃
〃I don't think I've had real butter since I was a kid back in Berlin； New
Hampshire。〃
〃Well； you'll eat it up here until oleo seems a treat；〃 Hallorann said； and
laughed。 〃Over in this bin you got your bread — thirty loaves of white； twenty of
dark。 We try to keep racial balance at the Overlook； don't you know。 Now I know
fifty loaves won't take you through； but there's plenty of makings and fresh is
better than frozen any day of the week。
〃Down here you got your fish。 Brain food； right； doc？〃
〃Is it； Mom？〃
〃If Mr。 Hallorann says so； honey。〃 She smiled。
Danny wrinkled his nose。 〃I don't like fish。〃
〃You're dead wrong；〃 Hallorann said。 〃You just never had any fish that liked
you。 This fish here will like you fine。 Five pounds of rainbow trout； ten pounds
of turbot； fifteen cans of tuna fish — 〃
〃Oh yeah； I like tuna。〃
〃and five pounds of the sweetest…tasting sole that ever swam in the sea。 My
boy； when next spring rolls around； you're gonna thank old 。。。〃 He snapped his
fingers as if he had forgotten something。 〃What's my name； now？ I guess it just
slipped my mind。〃
〃Mr。 Hallorann；〃 Danny said； grinning。 〃Dick； to your friends。〃
〃That's right！ And you bein a friend； you make it Dick。〃
As he led them into the far corner； Jack and Wendy exchanged a puzzled glance；
both of them trying to remember if Hallorann had told them his first name。
〃And this here I put in special；〃 Hallorann said。 〃Hope you folks enjoy it。〃
〃Oh really； you shouldn't have；〃 Wendy said； touched。 It was a twenty…pound
turkey wrapped in a wide scarlet ribbon with a bow on top。
〃You got to have your turkey on Thanksgiving；