Word: fatted
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...Today I feel French, surely an ersatz Frenchman but nevertheless French. I sneer at fat American tourists with their oversized maps, mispronouncing Notre Dame and screaming from their tourboats as if they were riding a rollercoaster at Walt Disney World. I have spent many hours explaining to my French friends that a lot of Americans actually hate George Bush, but my ardent desire to defend the U.S. against all slights is waning by the day. I feel embarrassed when my accent betrays me as an American, and defiantly continue to speak French even when addressed in English...
...something to do with fish, but refused to divulge more.) Mabrouk hauled me into the kitchen to show me some other reasons for Lucille's success: fresh, organic ingredients. Six kitchen butchers double-grind ultra-lean round and rump steaks, mixing in a secret ratio of "clean" fat, and then double-press the patties in a mold to ensure cooking consistency. The lettuce, tomato and onions are grown in the Nile River basin's year-round sunshine, requiring no preservatives. "It really boils down to the fact that it's all homemade," Lucille tells me. "We've gone back...
...thumb typing and Palm's Graffiti data entry, some business users may be reluctant to switch over to finger typing on a glass screen. Jobs says it's actually easier to type fast on an iPhone than on a Blackberry, but the test will be whether millions of fingers - fat, flat and stumpy- can navigate the screen as smoothly as veteran techies. If the learning curve proves too steep for early adopters, the early buzz might shift slightly, tempering the enthusiasm of those waiting out the first model's release...
Joey Tatum runs a Mississippi-delta eatery where catfish is king--and its origin clear. U.S. FARM RAISED, the menu of Fat Baby's proclaims. "There's no Chinese catfish in my restaurant," Tatum says. "Everyone knows they're not safe...
...knee as I cook my daughter's dinner. Dog lovers would call it unconditional love. They're wrong. A dog's love comes with a lengthy prenup: vet bills when it gets diarrhea; peroxide baths when it gets skunked; low-carb kibble when it gets old and fat. Through rich and poor, sickness and health, waning affection and growing annoyance, he is my dog, and I am his person. And when he turns his googly-eyed gaze up at me, it's clear that we are at least agreed on this matter...