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...from today's metaphorically as the craggy villages of Sardinia, Okinawa and Nova Scotia are geographically. In the early 1900s people walked miles to work not by choice but out of necessity; cars were still a luxury. People tilled the fields because their farmer parents needed cheap help. People ate what they grew because it was there. Most labor was manual then, and most nutrients were natural. Preserved food was what Aunt Maud sealed in a jar. Tobacco and alcohol were available, but most of today's centenarians didn't indulge to excess...
HEINZ KERRY: For instance, one day a week I would not eat protein because I needed to buy a flower in the middle of winter. I would have to buy a rose or something that would take me to the outdoors. I ate simply. I lived the life of a student for 3 1/2 years. And I was happy. So I've been used to living within my budget and not to feel deprived because of it. And the other thing that I know, which is a great comfort to me, is how happy I can be, for instance...
Braff says he picked up storytelling from his father, a litigator who teaches at Rutgers University School of Law and did some local acting, and mom, a therapist. "We went out to dinner, and we never cared where we ate. My family was all about storytelling and making each other laugh," he says of his parents before their divorce. Braff's two elder brothers have also become writers. Joshua wrote a novel about Jersey, The Unthinkable Thoughts of Jacob Green, which will come out in September. And Adam was hired with Zach to co-write an adaptation of the kids...
DIED. PAULA DANZIGER, 59, author of more than 30 children's books, whose flamboyant style and comic writing connected with grade-schoolers and young adults alike; of a heart attack; in New York City. In 1974 she penned The Cat Ate My Gymsuit, detailing the trials of junior-high life, and later the popular Amber Brown series, about a precocious third-grader...
Even my peers look at me differently because of you. One Friday night last year, as I ate my noodle kugel at Hillel, I noticed two guys pointing at me and whispering. Self-conscious and confused, I decided to approach them. “You’re Jeni Steinhardt, right?” one of them asked. I nodded...