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...somewhat confident that Albania was part of Europe, I sought him out for advice. I mean, let’s be honest here, seeing this kid was like [JOKE REDACTED FOR EXCESSIVE HILARITY]. He showed up late for our meeting, still harried from accordion practice. He smelled strongly of borsch and had to change into a new pair of soccer cleats and too-tight jeans before we headed to the Science Center for our chat. As we sat down at the Greenhouse Café, another thick biddy caught my eye. Knowing the importance of safety schools, I sent some garlic...
...things that had to be powered down or mopped up, the crew had the evening to themselves. This meant they could linger over a Western-style meal of stew or beef at a tiny table in the main module--a welcome relief from the traditional Russian fare of warm borsch and jellied perch...
...Faneuil Hall and, tears streaming down their cheeks, were sworn in as citizens of the United States. "This is the most important day of my life," said Yuri later, as he and his family celebrated at home with Blackman (the menu: their typical Russian-American fare of pizza with borsch). "I feel like I have acquired wings," said Tanya. "It's incredible how many things you can do in this country when you set your mind...
...Angeles Bishop Frederick Borsch, who chairs the hierarchy's theology committee (on which Spong sits), explains that "we are not a confessional church that tries to write a definition of orthodoxy. A lot of us would defend this as the genius of Episcopalianism." Spong's latest work, however, leaves the genius somewhat embattled...
...orchestra became Rachlevsky's consuming passion. He gave up his job at the Detroit Symphony in 1984 to create a full-time chamber-music society. And he spent 20-hour days dunning corporate chiefs for money, cooking borsch for winter concertgoers, and arranging for a towing service to be on call for orchestra patrons whose cars failed to start on concert evenings...