Word: leek
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Meat from fresh leg of mutton is needed. You set water. Throw fat in it. Dress the tarru. Coarse salt, as needed. Hulled cake of malt. Onions, samidu, leek, garlic, milk; you squeeze (them together in order to extract the juice which is to be added in the cooking pot). Then, after cutting up the tarrus, you plunge them in the stock (taken out) from the crock (and previously prepared with the above-mentioned ingredients), in order for them to (begin) cooking in the cauldron. (After which) you place them back in the crock (in order to finish cooking...
DIED. Sybil Leek, 65, matronly British-born doyenne of the occult and the world's most visible witch; of cancer; in Melbourne, Fla. Leek traced her psychic ancestry back to the Crusades and staunchly described her faith as a legitimate religion. But as a writer, she cheerfully supplied supernatural overlays for such pop topics as assassination conspiracies, eventually parlaying her gregarious wit into four companies, regular television appearances and even cosmic cosmetics...
Mondrian was not the only Dutch artist to pursue the dream of social renewal through ideal abstraction-though he was the most gifted one. What of his less renowned colleagues, painters like Theo van Doesburg, Bart van der Leek and Georges Vantongerloo, architect-designers like J.J.P. Oud or Gerrit Rietveld? Though they all used much the same language of geometrical shapes, primary colors and rectilinear layout, their variety as artists is faithfully rendered in the show...
...particularly in Garmey's jazzed-up version, can be a treat. Indeed, a number of traditional dishes are in danger of becoming fashionable. Among them: lemony Sussex Pond pudding; Hindle Wakes, a prune-flavored cold poached chicken dish; Welsh onion cake and cockie leekie (chicken-leek) soup; chicken stovies, a succulent Scottish stew; syllabub, the English answer to zabaglione...
...follow the story, the newsmen bivouacked at the Kabul Inter-Continental Hotel, plying diplomats for information over ashak canapes (leek-stuffed pastry in a sour cream broth) and mutton, or drinking Czech pilsner beer in the hotel bar. Here one evening last week a sheepish employee announced that all American newsmen were to have their passports checked in the lobby by two Afghan policemen. Instead, the U.S. newsmen sallied forth with blazing floodlights and whirring film cameras. Terrified, the Afghan policemen fled. But the reprieve was short-lived. By 8 the next morning, armed Afghan police sealed off the hotel...