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...ardent devotee of the virtues of mesquite [March 1]. The aroma given off by this burning shrub is a little scent of heaven. If you have never had a steak char-broiled over an open mesquite fire, you haven't lived. And if you have never had soup made from the bones of that broiled steak, you really haven't lived...
...includes improving the quality of black schools instead of automatically seeking to integrate them, and seeking compensation for people who can prove they have been discriminated against by employers. But critics charge that Smith's way amounts to no way at all. "Improving black schools has the unpleasant aroma of separate-but-equal," says William Taylor, director of the Washington-based Center for National Policy Review. "That kind of rhetoric is gross hypocrisy from an Administration that is cutting school expenditures to the bone." Adds Democratic Senator Howard Metzenbaum of Ohio: "It's pitiful. Suddenly in one fell...
Cornell Food Science Professor Frank V. Kosikowski now claims to have the answer: wine made from whey. The potion, says Kosikowski, is "brilliantly clear, pale yellow, tart and dry, with a subdued aroma and bouquet." And versatile. "If baked at 150° F for two to three weeks, the wine becomes whey sherry of a rich, amber color. It can also be distilled and aged to become brandy...
...dazzling glare of sun bleached beaches, the warmth of a gentle breeze and the aroma of uncapped coppertone--perhaps the men's tennis team just weren't ready for these foreign sensations. Whatever the cause, the netmen returned from their week long training sojourn with a 1-4 record and a greater respect for West Coast deities...
...highlights of any Harvard Krokodiloe concert comes with the group's rendition of Cole Porter's "Let's Do It." The Kroks, the 12-man cappella undergraduate singing group, always revises the lyrics of this randy war-horse to give it that unmistakable aroma of burning rubber--the smell of tires and gonads hot for another trip to Wellesley...