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...when Batali helped launch his first restaurant, Pň, he brought that unaffected Italian sensibility to downtown Manhattan. (He also needlessly added an accent mark to the name of Italy's Po River.) "He was doing some things so simple--things like affogato, which is gelato [Italian ice cream] with a shot of espresso in it. It's a classic in Italian restaurants, but I had never seen it in the U.S. And there it was in the menu at Pň," says Faith Willinger, author of Eating in Italy and a leading expert on Italian cuisine. "I took one look...
...Laura--curt and no nonsense. (Could Dickens have come up with a better name for a TV scold than Dr. Hark?) After a few minutes of her lecturing--"They are on a downward spiral toward disaster!"--I was ready to eat a deep-fried Snickers dunked in whipped cream just to spite...
...Indeed, much of the life Wiebe portrays could be from centuries ago, not decades. On his first big trip in 1945 to the outside world ? Vancouver ? he marvels at inside plumbing, chocolate bars and ice cream you don?t have to make yourself. He discovers books other than the Bible and the jaw-dropping invention of nylons. After five months in the big city, he understandably has a great deal of trouble readjusting to life in the forest...
...once they receive their housing assignments this morning.These loyalties will be on display in Annenberg today, as House residents, with t-shirts, music, and chants, jostle with each other to welcome newly inducted freshmen into their ranks.Freshmen will also be invited to events—such as ice cream socials and Stein Clubs—at their Houses later tonight.Today also marks the first time that some blocking groups will be officially linked with others, as 87 blocking groups took advantage of the new neighborhood blocking option.According to Suzy M. Nelson, the associate dean for residential life, this new option...
...Sunday before last, I was pleasantly surprised to walk into Eliot dining hall and find an elegant brunch spread, complete with fine meats and cheeses, Boston cream pies, and sumptuous entrées. The tables were draped with white table-cloths, and the parents of juniors filled the tables of the stately hall. But the next night, I was back to sticking my fork into boiled chicken prying what little meat there was off the bone. The salad bar was once again my best friend...