Word: exurban
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...Mother never cooked anything that wasn't in a can or a container, and all she had to do was warm it up," says exurban New York Matron Maria Cunningham, 31. Not Maria. Veal, lamb and chicken are her favorites, and she and her husband like Julia's recipes for saute de veau Marengo, gigot de pre-sale roti a la moutarde, and supreme de volatile aux champignons, which they served recently at a dinner for 22. Says Maria: "The only thing that made it possible is that Julia tells all the things you can do in advance...
...Rich. All the activity is giving realty development a new look. Amid the longest urban land boom in U.S. history, the price of land around the fringes of growing cities has risen anywhere from 100% to 2,000% in the past ten years. With freeways opening up exurban spaces, land development is not only spreading farther from downtown but growing in scale. The old-style developer, rich in imagination but thinly financed, can scarcely afford to participate today, at least not without wealthy partners. As long as the tax rules make real estate an enticing way to cash...
...enlightened, exurban parents handed down only one sexual prohibition: Thou Shalt Not Tease. And to Nickie Hornbury, violation of it is unthinkable-as is any subject other than sex. Even when she rode the subway to Barnard College, her favorite game was to contemplate, in case the car was stranded, which passenger would be coupled with whom. By the time Nickie is 20, the game can be played for real: dinners at the Hornburys' waterside estate on Long Island are followed almost automatically by a skinny dip in the Sound. Unfortunately, at 25, Kathrin Perutz' ultra-sophistication...
SEND ME NO FLOWERS. Rock Hudson is an exurban hypochondriac who persuades himself that the hereafter is at hand, Doris Day is his widow-to-be, and Tony Randall is the sprightly crapehanger next door...
Send Me No Flowers. Well, they've finally gone and done it. Five years after they started making Pillow Talk, Rock Hudson and Doris Day have tied the knot. And moved into a mortgage-covered cottage in commuterland. And joined the very best country club. And subsided into exurban sprawl. But not for long. Something inevitably goes wrong with Mr. and Mrs. Right...