Word: creams
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Once we were encouraged to seek variety in our water beds, not our refrigerators. But according to the latest sex survey, most of us are now content with the erotic equivalent of vanilla ice cream. Sex got too scary and too hard to negotiate. For the millions of us who live glued to keyboards and monitors (computer at work, TV at home), food may be more than entertainment. It may be the only sensual experience left...
...filled, heart-dumb foods once favored by kings and courtiers have been sedimenting down the socioeconomic scale. And, oh, the joys of nouveau low-income food, in its ever more wanton and promiscuous forms -- fries topped with melted cheese spread, nachos topped with everything, burritos buried in sour cream and guacamole! Not to mention flavors unheard of a generation ago -- honey mustard (what deranged home-ec dropout thought that one up?), ranch, jalapeno. Of course, there isn't much alternative if you live in a ghetto where the nearest supermarket is likely to be a bus ride away...
Stephen Jay Gould, Mayr's successor to the Agassiz professorship, wrote in the February issue of the science journal Evolution that 1904 was significant for being the year the ice cream cone was invented and the first Olympic games were held in America...
Misael Orduna Cecilda, a 24-year-old ice-cream vendor from Havana, made an unsuccessful break for it three weeks ago. He sprinted 25 yds. to the edge of a steep cliff, then jumped into the bay. The swirling currents quickly sapped his strength. He waved to a Coast Guard cutter to hoist him aboard. "The problem is, our goal was get to the U.S. as fast as possible," said Cecilda, fingering a scar on his left leg where he cut himself on the barbed wire. "Now we're stuck here, and all we can do is think about...
...sticks out, and the tigers growl hungrily, having no trouble imagining a nice big bowl of duck a la raspberry. Suddenly the biggest tiger licks his fearsome chops and smiles, because the souffle that is sticking to his face tastes good. He and his sidekicks order three Boston cream pies and settle down peacefully to munch, and the duck, still dripping raspberry goo, does a dance on the counter. Illustrations are cheerfully gaga, though clever three-year-olds will wonder why all the animals except the duck are wearing clothes...