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Sandra seemed the siren type: grey eyes, heavy with green mascara, smoldering in a flawless, poreless expanse of Pancake. From beneath this feral exterior peeked a girl who had never gone wrong-and regretted it. And now faithful old Bun Stanbetter, a handsome electrical engineer, suddenly wanted to marry her and carry her off to his new job in Sarawak...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Office Party | 2/23/1962 | See Source »

Marriage to Bun would be wonderful, of course, "but it would be all twice as wonderful if something had happened first . . . something outrageous, something terrible, something exciting, something even just bad.'' Sandra yearned for a past with which to face the future, and here it was, the day of the Christmas office party...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Office Party | 2/23/1962 | See Source »

...HOUSEWARES: Old French decanters ($7 up), chafing dishes (from $15), wine racks (from $10), English pewter, Danish salad bowls and cheese boards. There are plenty of electrical gadgets for pushbutton minds; electric can openers and knife sharpeners (around $29.95), bun warmers ($9.95), silver polishers ($29.95), even electric pepper mills...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Customs: But Once a Year | 12/15/1961 | See Source »

...Dutch one that knocks off elms--has long since withered the sickly local strain. Harvard Square burgers are invariably thin and grease-sodden, often gray and crumbling, and occasionally even square in shape; encased in that permanent invalid of the American baking industry, the bun, they are, even so, mechanically consumed in sickening quantities every day. They cost anywhere from 15 cents to 40 cents. And every single one of them is accompanied, like a whale with its pilot fish, by a small, awkward slice of cucumber pickle. All very depressing...

Author: By Anthony Hisc, | Title: Mr. Bartley's Burgers | 10/19/1961 | See Source »

Whoever finally wins control of Laos will have a prime headache from a band of wiry mountain tribesmen who wear their hair in a tangled bun, love opium and hate law, order and progress. The Meos are the best fighters in Laos, and during the course of the civil war, they have traded in their crossbows and poisoned arrows for shiny new weapons donated by both the Communists and the U.S. "Give one of those little guys a rifle in the morning," says a U.S. military adviser, "and when he comes back that night, he'll be able...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Laos: Fighting Tribe | 7/7/1961 | See Source »

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