Fevvers is a nineteenth century aerialiste with real wings. She hatched from an egg, she's gargantuan in stature, and she likes peas with her pie.
'...hot meat pies with a glutinous ladleful of eel gravy on each; a Fujiyama of mashed potatoes; a swamp of dried peas cooked up again and served swimming in greenish liquor... She gorged, she stuffed herself, she spilled gravy on herself, she sucked up peas from the knife; she had a gullet to match her size and table manners of the Elizabethan variety.'
I've only just started reading this, and the descriptions are amazing. But then, what do you expect from Angela Carter? Have been seriously sucked in, just like the peas.