Word: hammed
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...pitches. Clever titles will give you an edge, advises Mrs. Haley, who has come up with such concoctions as "I Remember Mania's Turnips" and "Reunion Chicken." She won a $600 microwave oven for a frankfurter casserole called "Putting on the Dog," a freezer for a sandwich dubbed "Ham Snacktaculars" and a stuffed tiger from the health food store for naming it "Eaton Wright." Other Haley coinages include "Blendelicious" for a multiflavored ice cream, "Purrsnickety" to describe a fussy cat. There is also a word technique known as "advanced merging," as in Shopper + Opportunity = Shoppertunity. Mrs. Haley once...
...summer of '78 seems special. "I've never seen anything like it," says British Travel Agent Dennis Carver. "They're willing to go almost anywhere." As long as they go to the Med. The Continent's treasured southern beaches are awash in bodies glued together ham to hock. Dark-skinned Arabs flirt with pale northerners. Africans peddle snakeskin handbags and handcrafted jewelry. Dogs, children and wind surfers turn sand and sea into a hazardous obstacle course for casual bathers. In France the separation of "nude" and "family" beaches has been almost completely, well, swept away...
...settled down for a snack of ham sandwiches. Suddenly the No. 2 starboard rod bent crazily in its stanchion, and the whine of racing line pierced the stillness. Strike! "He's here! He's with us!" Peacock screamed. Donn Mann, 48, an experienced sport fisherman, ran to the fighting chair, strapping his canvas harness to the fiber-glass rod. Some swordfish like to tease the bait. Not this one. He had hit with the wallop of a freight train. Mann released the ratchet on the reel to let the fish run. Then, without warning, the line slackened...
...beer); the women figured on a $2,000 profit for the church. Outside Iowa Falls (pop. 6,454), Robert Eddy and pals set up a keg of suds in his van with a sign proclaiming FREE BEER. At Varina (pop. 140), where the Lions Club put on a spread (ham sandwiches, apples, homemade cookies, hot dogs) outside the elementary school, members thoughtfully spiked rolls of toilet paper on fence posts bordering the usefully protective 8-ft.-tall rows of corn. Night after night from the instant campgrounds across Iowa arose a bizarre melange of aromas: marijuana, freshly baked cookies, barbecues...
...jovial lunch as we fell to at table. Grover, a bachelor, rarely gave his gifted cook an opportunity to prepare the hearty Burgundian meals in which she specialized, so now for the great General Eisenhower she had outdone herself. The wine went round and round, the pastries of ham-curls stuffed with goose liver piled...