Word: caviar
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...channel that would divert water from the Pechora River to the nearby Kama River, which flows into the Caspian Sea. That linkup, engineers anticipate, would increase the amount of water supplied to the Caspian Sea, which has dropped nearly ten feet in the past 35 years, affecting docking facilities, caviar-producing sturgeon and even the local climate...
...smile shifts. Sometimes his face seems to be under two separate spells, one side of it benign, the other twitching with intimations of violence. And occasionally Oates will let all his defenses collapse, as when GTO sits in a North Carolina roadside diner and abstractedly orders "champagne and caviar and chicken sandwiches on toast." Suddenly there is a despairing glimpse of a schizophrenic life cracked by thwarted dreams...
...with "fifteen years of straight A's" behind her but absolutely no experience of life -even as it was known to teen-agers in the '50s. She and her fellow "guest" editors are herded around the city "like a wedding party with nothing but bridesmaids." Upon discovering caviar, Esther consumes a pound or so at a magazine luncheon, paving her plate with chicken slices and smearing on the high-priced spread. But she knows that the whole enterprise is phony, that the girls are smug and dumb and, most important, that she is going against her own grain...
Inside, the champagne will froth in the Diplomatic Reception Room, with a lavish buffet of smoked salmon, roast beef and shrimps in coconut (caviar and foie gras were eliminated for economy rea sons) spread in the State Dining Room not far from the multistoried cake. After an interval at the reception, Tricia will climb halfway up the red-carpeted grand stairs and toss her bouquet down to the attendants waiting below; if Tricia's aim is on, it probably will fall to Ed's 25-year-old sister Maizie, who will be a brides maid. Then, reversing the White House...
...Diana Ipana, wife of the caviar importer, was there in her rose-tinted Ben Franklins flashing her sparkling white teeth and oh those stones on her fingers- "Isn't it lovely." she cooed, "how all of us here just adore horses...