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Three weeks after the Oct. 25 U.S. military invasion, life on the tiny island took on an Evelyn Waugh flavor. The week's only known military casualty was a paratrooper who hurt himself while body surfing. Marijuana sales resumed along Ganja Alley, a colorful corner of St. George's, and local businessmen had their first postinvasion Rotary Club luncheon. Even Gail Reed, the American-born wife of the Cuban ambassador, whose embassy had been ringed for days by U.S. troops, was able to joke before flying back to Havana: "I'm just sorry I left my Jane...
Some of the most satisfying of all supersoups are American: New England chowders, Louisiana gumbo, Philadelphia pepper pot, California cioppino, for which Ivens has traditional prescriptions. Ivens also contributes such variants as lamb and split pea soup (adding a Middle Eastern flavor with mint, dill and yogurt), a soup of short ribs and lentils, and another made with beef and beans. A summer classic rarely seen on U.S. menus is Portugal's caldo verde, a delicate blend of kale, potatoes and sausage. One chapter is devoted to vegetable potages, including the soupe au pistou of southern France, Italian garbanzo...
Even the moments of Disney-esque nature whimsy have a more adult flavor than usual. The film's wry humor rises to considerable heights when Mowat, attempting to gain the trust and respect of the wolves, marks his territory with many teapots and several hours worth or urination--a process which takes the head or alpha-wolf George only two brief minutes...
...regarded as a hostile-fire situation. We don't get out of our foxholes on the offensive." Thus constrained, he shows his Marine pride in another way, perhaps a bit wishfully: "I think the hostile forces have a healthy respect for us. The Marines have just that special flavor...
...orange algae, sweeps and daubs of pigment; the untended pool might have been the scene of a murder, a nastiness complicated but not denied by the big, squishy peony blooms floating on the water. It is Bartlett's aide-memoire, the cam era, that sets the strange flavor of these images. She will paint four or five versions of the same view, shifting position a little each time; the effect is not one of Warhol-like repetition, but rather of alert, frustrated scrutiny, as though the scene held the key to some forensic mystery that lies just under...