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...taste. “You can only eat so much matza because it begins to taste like cardboard,” Denenberg notes. That’s why he creates a HUDS matza pizza using organic pasta sauce and cheese, because after all “matza tastes like crust.” Valkin, for his part, uses peanut butter to symbolize the mortar our fathers used to build the pyramids, creating a “PB-and-matza or PBJ-and-matza,” to fend off the forty-years-march lethargy. Those of you keeping tabs...
...other day, a friend came to visit me with her five year-old daughter. We drank tea, ate apple pie with saffron crust, and discussed the marriages of our mutual acquaintances. As they prepared to leave, the little girl proudly pulled out a cherry-red veil from her purse and tied it on with an innocent flourish. Only the most religiously extreme families force girls that young to wear hejab (as the veil is known in Iran), and I looked at my friend inquiringly. The little girl insists on wearing it, my friend told me; she thinks it makes...
...much more, but all flame tamers are pulled off for the chuletón, the king of steaks. Arguinzoniz swears by the complex, marbled meat of retired Galician milk cows, fattened for slaughter until they resemble Kobe beef but with richer flavor, and seared to an incredible blackened crust. Forget delicacy and sophistication - this is simply the best steak ever...
...blistered perfection in the woodburning oven, and he expertly spins and lifts the pizza with the long wooden paddle. He has the alchemist's touch that turns mere dough and a minimal amount of the simplest toppings into a cavalcade of flavor. The secret to eating a thin-crust Neapolitan pizza is to slash the pie into four pieces on the spot, fold a slice in half, and wolf it down before the crust deflates and the sauce makes a Vesuvian lava flow down your front. With every passing fraction of a second, the pizza loses...
...executive at an industrial gas company. John became a Queen's Counsel, married the daughter of an ambassador to Bulgaria and devotes himself to charities for Bulgarian children because, he says, "Who wants to be the richest corpse in the graveyard?" But he hasn't lost his corrosive upper-crust wit: "I reckon if I shoot the horses, shoot the wife, and only drink Bulgarian wine, I may be able to retire at age 94 or something...