Word: clove
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Dona Flor is rich and leisurely, as much verbal aphrodisiac as novel. Flor is a close cousin to Amado's most celebrated heroine. Gabriela (in Gabriela, Clove and Cinnamon), another lady capable of cooking up a storm in the kitchen or in bed. In lavishing details of color, touch and taste, Amado so ignores the canons of construction that at times he seems embarked on little more than an engaging shaggy-dog story...
These are the hot and sticky days in Djakarta. From countless roadside stands, spicy odors of cooking food mingle with the smell of the clove-scented cigarettes so favored in Indonesia. Skeletons of unfinished skyscrapers still stand as bleak monuments to the grandiose dreams of the Sukarno era; three-wheeled betjak rickshas duel with decrepit cars on the capital's crowded streets, just as they have for years. But despite the outward resemblances to the bad old days, change is coming to Indonesia. In sharp contrast to the early '60s, that change is for the better...
...Summer Blonde cremes and rinses have been aimed mostly at would-be blondes, is making a major effort to add more shades. Last week in Seattle and Phoenix the company began test-marketing six "Radiantly Red" hair colors with such names as Fire brand, Heady Wine and Spicy Clove. Says Clairol President Bruce Gelb: "We're giving the brunette something to think about...
Shepherds of the Night does not quite reach the superb level of such earlier Amado classics as The Violent Land or Gabriela, Clove and Cinnamon, but it ripples with the special inner music that has made Amado's work popular the world over. Like all Amado's novels, this one is filled with the coppery women of Bahia and the men who chase them through nights of song and stars. They can all say with Amado, "What I tell I know because I lived it, not because I heard it told...
...camera zooms in for a close-up and focuses on her hands. She may be dicing an onion, mincing a garlic clove, trussing a chicken. Her fingers fly with the speed and dexterity of a concert pianist. Strength counts, too, as she cleaves an ocean catfish with a mighty, two-fisted swipe or, muscles bulging and curls aquiver, whips up egg whites with her wire whisk. She takes every short cut, squeezes lemons through "my ever-clean dish towel," samples sauces with her fingers. No matter if she breaks the rules. Her verve and insouciance will see her through. Even...