Word: hinting
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...There was no hint that he was going to be leaving,” Kirshner said...
...giant M&M cookies sit besides trays of apple strudel and chocolate danishes. And, yes, there are hamantaschen. Almost two shelves are devoted to the treat, with flavors including prune, cherry, strawberry, raspberry, apricot and more ($0.65 for small). The hamantaschen shell is crisp and sweet, with a hint of lemon. The fruit fillings do not boast a puree of actual fruit, although the final result is nonetheless appetizing...
...executed old favorites, but it was the zingy zabadi, a creamy yogurt mixed with mint and cucumber, that had me digging in with a spoon. He then convinced me to try the emam biyaldi, a strange-sounding dish of baked eggplant with raisins, ground beef, pine nuts and a hint of coconut, which turned out to be a sensational blend of flavor and texture. The panfried halloumi, a mozzarella-like goat cheese served on a salad dressed with lemon and olive oil was deliciously simple?and simplicity is a key to Emam's style. He loves fresh herbs: for example...
...term, I was shepherded through these tragicomic ebbs and flows by the legendary John Marquand, the late senior tutor of Dudley House widely considered one of the finest advisors of all time. Fixing me with a steely glint softened by warmth and compassion, he said gently and with a hint of bemusement after the last of these decisions to withdraw midstream, “Chris, let’s agree: the next time you come back, it will be because you really want to, not just because it’s there.” He was right. I honored...
...water was not enough to make me tie the knot. Eventually I moved on, leaving my boat for other affairs: a dalliance with a house in Berkeley, a fling with a high-rise in Hong Kong. But I still look back on my Parisian home with wistfulness and a hint of self-satisfaction. At any gathering of Iyer's global souls, a houseboat in Paris trumps a penthouse in Manhattan every time...