You Can't Drink a Meatball Through a Straw

Hi there, I'm Hank. Here's what you need to know about me: I don't try to make the kids in my class laugh, but somehow I do. Spelling is my worst subject. (Come to think of it, so are math and reading!) I try hard--I really do. So why does my brain always freeze into a Popsicle? Hank is nothing like his cousin Judith Ann. She's perfect. He's not. She's a great chef. He's not. But when someone drops out of Judith Ann's cooking competition, Hank has the chance to show her that he can cook as well as she can, if not better. At least he hopes so! Or does he?