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Something has to give, right? The man is 45. His girth is so magisterial that the inevitable Falstaff comparison seems inadequate. All that saffron in the soup--that's where he's showing weakness, I decided. So busy being a star that he's sloppy in the kitchen. To test the theory, back in Chicago I had sneaked into the prep area after Batali had left the crowd standing in applause. I found a cook named Kirsten West who had prepped the ingredients for the demo. "How's the soup?" I asked...
...Innisfail, Bruce Crausaz was confident his squat solid-brick home would easily withstand the gale-force winds - until he saw his wall-mounted television spear towards him. The heavy set catapulted him onto the floor. Rain pelted down on him. The roof was gone. Crausaz crawled out of the kitchen and in terror grabbed a plastic bucket, which he put over his head. For the next 40 minutes he half-knelt, half-lay on the floor with the bucket on his head, tightly gripping the door. "I know it wouldn't have stopped much," he says, "but I thought...
...what you said and it worked!'" Part of the thrill, she says, is that whether it was getting mold off the edge of the bath or nail polish off the sheets, they've done it with products that cost next to nothing and were likely already in the kitchen cupboards. Lush's cleaning staples are the same ones everybody's great-grandmother used: vinegar, bicarbonate of soda, methylated spirits, detergent, glycerine, milk. Shoe polish on the carpet? Eucalyptus oil. Rusty pans? Bicarbonate of soda and cut potato. Musty clothes? Put tea bags in the wash...
...that’s Jane Ross’ spin on the old hedonist’s motto. Eschewing the stuffy quarters of the All Saints Episcopalian Parish in Brookline, Ross has taken her weekly Christian discussion group from the House of God to the Publik House Beer Bar and Kitchen. Every Saturday afternoon, before heading to the church’s five o’clock Celtic service, parishioners talk religion over a frothy pint of imported ale. It’s not you’re typical church group, but then again, Ross isn’t trying...
...novel's opening lines: "Ever since Michiyo had become their maid, the Miwa household looked worse than ever. Shunsuke, the man of the house, was not pleased. The living room was a mess from the night before, and Michiyo, instead of straightening it up, was having tea in the kitchen with his wife, Tokiko, talking and laughing...