Pantagruelian

See also: pantagruelian

English

Adjective

Pantagruelian (comparative more Pantagruelian, superlative most Pantagruelian)

Alternative letter-case form of pantagruelian.
- 1968, John G[rant] Fuller, chapter 6, in The Day of St. Anthony’s Fire, New York, N.Y.: The Macmillan Company, page 109:
  Giant pheasants and thrushes, crisply roasted and garnished with rich sauces, a huge vat of potage de légumes, a tub of salade Niçoise, a side of bifteck drenched in gravy. This Pantagruelian feast, the doctor surmised, was a reflection of the frustration M. Testevin faced from the restrictions placed on his diet over the past years because of his liver condition.
- 1989, Dido Merwin, “Appendix II: Vessel of Wrath: A Memoir of Sylvia Plath”, in Anne Stevenson, Bitter Fame: A Life of Sylvia Plath, Boston, Mass.: Houghton Mifflin Company, →ISBN, page 339:
  What still remains a mystery is how she managed to put away the entire midday meal that I had left for her, Ted, and Bill. And that this Pantagruelian triple lunch in no way diminished the gusto with which she silently tucked into her dinner, doing more than justice to sundry delectable coals of fire contributed by Margot.
- 2005, Billy Hopkins, chapter 50, in Anything Goes, London: Headline Book Publishing, →ISBN, pages 409–410:
  [H]e espied a heavily built woman waddling towards him eating a large meat pie. She looked like an earthy peasant from a Brueghel painting. / […] ‘I wonder if you could direct me to the Vice-Principal’s office.’ / ‘Yis, I can,’ she said, gravy running down her chin. […] / ‘Thanks,’ he said, wondering who this Pantagruelian lady might be.
- 2008, Robert-Aloys Mooser, translated by Neal Johnson, “[Postlude] Salmon and champagne”, in Mary S. Woodside, editor, The Russian Life of R.-Aloys Mooser, Music Critic to the Tsars: Memoirs and Selected Writings, Lewiston, N.Y.; Queenston, Ont.; Lampeter, Ceredigion: The Edwin Mellen Press, →ISBN, page 203:
  Indeed, including the wines, liqueurs, coffee, tips, service charges and various taxes, this Pantagruelian feast which must have provided pleasant memories for the guests, cost us . . . a little less than two Swiss francs per person!
- 2009, Paul-Henri Rips, “Prison – Dole and Paris”, in E/96: Fate Undecided (The Azrieli Series of Holocaust Survivor Memoirs; series II), Toronto, Ont.: The Azrieli Foundation, →ISBN, page 31:
  The soldier, however, indicated that I should begin eating, and after checking with my parents one last time, I sat down and dug into this Pantagruelian feast.