Word: flavorings
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...would order everything on the menu -every flavor of ice cream. The biggest influence in Tiny's life is his religion, which doesn't really have a name. It says somewhere in Tiny's Bible that man is master of the woman's life. To him, women aren't very smart." Despite these oppressive views, Miss Vicki's friends report that she and Baby Tulip have gone back to live with Tiny...
...High Enough or Bob Dylan's Just Like a Woman, her head thrown straight back or tilted lazily to one shoulder, she can be sedate enough to appear with Arthur Fiedler and the Boston Pops-as she did two weeks ago. Or she can burst with the full flavor of Southern blues, as in Eugene McDaniels' Reverend Lee, which she introduced recently to a Denver audience thus: "Lemme paint this picture clearly. This is about a big, strong, black, sexy [pause], potbellied, Southern Baptist minister, who like all men had a master plan for the ladies...
Hockney makes a delicate caricature of high seriousness; one is never sure whether he is offering the chair or whisking it away. Thus his paintings occupy a very fine edge between poignancy and burlesque, submitting neither to the expressionist flavor of one nor to the cartooning of the other. What his work amounts to is a visual comedy of manners. Hockney's vision is both courteous and sharp; he is the Anthony Powell of painting...
...Your piece entitled "Dirty Harry" [May 1] was misleading and unfair. Perhaps this was because TIME magazine was not present, and because it therefore missed the flavor and intent of the verbal exchange between reporters and me, my words were taken out of context. Those reporters present did not use the exchange because they understood that I was trying to underscore the ridiculous implication of a question and comment from two reporters by responding with an equally ridiculous and facetious comment. Every reporter I have talked with since your publication of the story was likewise surprised that TIME would print...
...Jacques Brel playing at Mather House is an altogether headier brew. Instead of light Parisienne melodies Brel's tones are cloudy and foreboding--substantial with the threat of storm. The music has a vaguely northern flavor, almost Germanic as if it had some spiritual connection with the songs Kurt Weill wrote for Brecht. But there is also a carnival air, with melodies spinning faster and faster up and then down...