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...Canada's Pierre Trudeau, the trip to Mont Saint-Grégoire east of Montreal had all the look of the Prime Minister's baby-holding, mama-kissing campaign days. While some 1,000 guests of the Mont Royal Liberal Association picnicked on French Canadian baked beans, crēpes and oreilles de krist, Trudeau mixed with the voters, then gulped down a mouthful of the day's specialty -snow-hardened maple syrup. The political party lingered through the day, but Trudeau left early for the return trip to Ottawa and Wife Margaret, who, the Prime Minister...
...vinegar, but what he does is slosh a slug of it into a wineglass, eye it with a shrug, and toss it in. A few Romagnoli dishes - hot Swiss chard with olive oil, spareribs and sausages mired in thick sauce - are the sort of thing only an Italian mama could love. But these are piffling objections. This is not the haute cuisine of Julia Child but Italian family fare, presented with a brisk, nothing-to-it insouciance guaranteed to dispel even a beginning cook's fear of frying...
...seniors in Harvard's famous Tercentenary Theater. One reason the seniors are bewildered is that the Tercentenary Theater bears such a startling resemblance to the Yard. Another is that so many of them are realizing for the first time that Commencement is not a beginning, but an end. "Oh, mama," they wait "Can this really be Commencement? To be stuck inside of Harvard Yard with...Elliott Richardson...
...Violons du Bal (the title translates literally as Violins at the Ball, or idiomatically-according to Drach-as Others Call the Tune) demands our sympathy with all the sanctimony of someone collecting door to door for a favorite charity. Drach grabs at the heartstrings with harpy's fingers. "Mama," says handsome little Michel, moist-eyed, "what's a Jew?" When the story threatens to go pallid, Drach drums up suspense. The episode of escape across the border could have come out of some prison-camp melodrama: snarling dogs, relentless Nazis armed with machine guns, and desperate scrambles through...
...cross-country, and did so well that she extracted praise from her instructor. "Comme elle est belle," an onlooker was heard to say, more in tribute to Sophia than to her skiing. The rest of the family cautiously kept off the slopes. Après-ski, Cipì was Mama's favorite escort, going so far as to take Sophia to a restaurant for fondue...