Word: holidaying
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...President Truman. While we took comparatively few swipes at the president himself, we could not resist his Secretary of State. Concerning the most pressing national question of all—the alleged “natural superiority of the Ivy League”—we agreed with Holiday Magazine that it was, but thought it wasn’t very “Ivy League” to say so. Thus overlooking many other important events of the twelve months past, we wash the printer’s ink from our hands and make our exit, thanking...
...that, there is something about a shared meal--not some holiday blowout, not once in a while but regularly, reliably--that anchors a family even on nights when the food is fast and the talk cheap and everyone has someplace else they'd rather be. And on those evenings when the mood is right and the family lingers, caught up in an idea or an argument explored in a shared safe place where no one is stupid or shy or ashamed, you get a glimpse of the power of this habit and why social scientists say such communion acts...
...caller who asks about the arrival of Australian troops, he says: "What do the Aussies do here? Why aren't they out having a look around? Are they here for a holiday?" Later, over curried chicken and fried rice in the pousada's once grand dining room, Reinado holds court among his admiring followers, whose automatic rifles are left loaded and ready at the door...
...Catalans? As a boy, I began reading about Barcelona's resistance to Franco and developed a romance with the city. During my teens, I finally made a pilgrimage to Catalonia. It was the week before the New Year, and Bara had no matches scheduled. But to celebrate the holiday season, the club had opened the doors of its stadium, the Nou Camp, to the public, gratis. I sat in a line in the parking lot with young kids, eager to catch a glimpse of the pitch, and old men, eager to visit the trophy case--and I converted...
...14th arrondisement. In the Payne sketch, Margo Martindale is a Denver mail carrier on a Paris holiday. Wandering alone through parks in the city whose language she has tried to master (the narration is in hilarious fractured French - the kind we speak in restaurants and shops here), she comes to understand the fragile gift of solitude in a big, beautiful city...