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...anthropologists bother to do fieldwork at all? Nigel Barley, an anthropologist and African specialist at London's Museum of Mankind, ponders the question in this witty memoir of his hapless adventures. Some go to grind an ax or two, as students of Margaret Mead now know. But Barley believes that most anthropologists pursue fieldwork for its cheery reminiscences and lifelong opportunities to one-up colleagues who have never traveled. Experience abroad, he says, confers a "valuable aura of eccentricity upon the really rather dull denizens of anthropology departments...
...Brewer's Guild offered mead and ale brewed in nearly authentic medieval fashion. A brewer at the fair said the medieval liquor varies in strength between a barley wine and a near beer...
...plot of land big enough to graze a goat or nurture an apple tree is called a ranch. But by any standards, William Clark's 880-acre spread in California's San Luis Obispo County qualifies. His rolling land has few trees and is more of a barley than a cattle operation. It is surrounded by much larger ranches, which protect the judge's property from encroachment by commercial developers. His air and water are relatively clean...
...famous personalities eager to engage him in small talk. He speaks slowly and has a deliberate gait, and somehow seems out of place in fast-talking Washington. His features often convey puzzled concentration, and he likes to foster the idea that he yearns to return to raise Herefords and barley on his 888-acre ranch in San Luis Obispo County, Calif, which is being run by his three oldest sons. Says one friend: "The aw-shucks style is a little...
...welcome us, the women, Michiko and Fuyuko, served barley tea, buns stuffed with pigweed, pickles, garden strawberries and grape juice from the vineyards. We sat on the earth in the orchard under an old peach tree. I pulled a dandelion and told how Americans eat the spring leaves. There was much giggling, so much that the women covered their mouths. "We eat everything," Daimaru said. "But this, is this not a weed?" When I pulled a plantain leaf and said it also was a good spring green, they were beside themselves with laughter. After things calmed, Daimaru said, "Next April...