Word: aroma
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...charter about 20 Boeing 707s this spring to carry 1,600,000 Ibs. from California to the Continent. There is a growing demand among dessert-loving West Germans for U.S. strawberries: Hamburg's Hotel Vier Jahreszeiten prefers serving them because, says Chef Oskar Behrmann, "they have the best aroma." Between March 1 and May 10, the big season for imported strawberries in Germany, the U.S. berries virtually eclipse the scrawnier varieties from Mexico and Israel...
...make it home to you ... I will learn to bake bread and make chocolate mousse." Here the most committed housewife asleep in her phoenix dreams will recognize that she and Margaret are soul mates. Few crises cannot be better met if the house is filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread. In the end, Margaret affirms the reality of her existence in another pregnancy-man's eternal solution to fear of mortality. The reader rejoices that unto them a child will be born-and unto Margaret, a whole new set of ego building fantasies...
...Bruce said, and the bell rang. After talking to a few morning classes about poetry. Hunched with the faculty in their dining room. The meatless aroma of Bar-B-Q beef on buns called me back seven years to my junior high. Here, though, they sold a-la-Carte Matzoh at 5c a sheet. Here, the students wore peace buttons and knew the names of their senator. They wore "Make Love Not War" buttons, but the boys still sat on one side of the cafeteria and the girls on the other...
...feel valuable in a dangerous, complex world, where men are numbed or manipulated by remote control for what may or may not be their own good. As embodied in the aggressively bathless Carl Lundquist, the theme lingers like Whitman's line, "the scent of these armpits is aroma finer than prayer." The sentiment is a noble one, but like Poor Devils itself, not likely to be taken too seriously in a society that seeks salvation by spraying together...
When the wind blows in from Tokyo Bay, the downtown area is enveloped in the aroma from "Dream Island," an ironically named landfill project that grows by 7,800 tons of waste a day. The city is trying to reduce its overhanging pall of smog by persuading homeowners and industrialists to switch from coal to fuel oil (at a cost of increased carbon monoxide). But a 15th century samurai's poem boasting that the city "commands a view of soaring Fuji" is now a wry joke...