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...Techniques of the Masters, by Jacques Maroger), Safran mixes his own medium. He whips up a potion of raw linseed oil, litharge (lead monoxide) and natural sun-bleached beeswax, and cooks it over a slow fire for two hours, stirring often and being careful that it does not boil. He then stores the product, which is called black oil and looks like axle grease, in old mayonnaise jars. When he is ready to paint, he mixes each pigment he is using with black oil on the palette. Then in a palette cup he stirs up another mixture of (one teaspoon...
...know what they cost you? Sixty cents a pound. That's what it figures out to. Convenience foods, eh? Remember you still had to boil 'em. You've paid somebody 55? a pound for peeling your potatoes for you. For that kind of dough, I'll peel anybody's potatoes...
...role, but what comes out is Basic Choctaw compounded with his Wee Geordie burr. A boyhood brush with the Greek constabulary has left Agganis with the disconcerting habit of kayoing any man who lays a hand on him. This reflex comes in handy whenever Playwright Gethers needs to plot-boil a climax...
Collected Poems, by Robert Graves. The bent-nosed Jove of Majorca has sometimes used prose as a pot in which to boil bestselling historicals (/, Claudius), but poetry is his sacred urn. On it, he engraves the moods and passions of love, childhood, and the classic past...
...process that seems peculiarly sensitive to red. The picture contains an inspired scene. As a priest holds a pretty little baby (destined to be a werewolf) over a baptismal font, a fiendish face appears suddenly in the depths of the font and the holy water bubbles to a rolling boil. The scriptwriters have also provided an unwittingly hilarious line. After slaughtering five sheep and draining them of blood, the werewolf, now a fat little boy, is called to lunch by his fond stepmother. "Aw, mother," he pouts, just like any other little boy called in from play...