Word: bittersweet
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...Holly Farms Foods, which last week launched its oven-roasted chickens with a celebrity bash at Manhattan's Hard Rock Cafe. Some 400 hungry guests joined Shore to gorge on 300 lbs. of chicken in plain, Cajun or smoky barbecue flavors -- the last being an almost inedible, acridly bittersweet and sticky mass. The clear plastic-sealed chickens and chicken parts are being introduced in the mid-Atlantic states and Memphis (home of the Holly Farms parent company); before long they will be available in all states except Alaska, Hawaii and, possibly, California...
...cannot, Ken Land is more likable and believable than his Broadway counterpart. As a result, what is virtually an identical show plays louder, faster and funnier -- to cite Centenarian Director George Abbott's hallowed instructions to performers -- and also seems more true. It is as bubbly and brisk and bittersweet as Broadway, at home or on the road, is always supposed...
...bedsheet in Mexico City, finished third in the middleweight class to two former countrymen. Fidel Castro sent them his congratulations: "You taught an exemplary lesson to the traitor." Urrutia declared he was glad to be free, "like a bird," but the / medal ceremony was bittersweet. "When I hear the national anthem," he said wistfully, "of course I feel like a Cuban." By the time the last weight was lowered, that anthem had lifted the hall 25 times...
Those who like it sweet can indulge in the down-home flavor of pecan-butter brittle confected by Buckley's Candies of Louisiana. Sophisticated and pricier are some imports from Belgium: Le Chocolatier Manon's bittersweet chocolates filled with mandarin orange liqueur and burnt caramel. Even more stunning is its big marbleized chocolate scallop shell that holds nine chocolate praline fruits de mer -- mussels, crayfish and shrimp -- a dessert that delights the eye as much as the palate...
...left home long before, choking on prudence and rectitude, clawing at his collar for air. Exile was the bittersweet point of those fond and misty monologues about Lake Wobegon, the tiny, imaginary Minnesota town "that time forgot, that the decades cannot improve." The wry truth was that Garrison Keillor, celebrated shy person, uncorkable parlor baritone, world's tallest radio humorist, could abide the rural Midwest only in memory. Much of his audience had made the same journey, or nearly, and we loved to be persuaded, as we listened on public radio each Saturday to the extraordinary two-hour variety show...