Word: meat
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...future researchers hope their bonanza will answer key questions about sauropod maternal behavior--whether, for example, the dinosaur moms laid their eggs haphazardly or carefully arranged their nests to protect them from meat-eating predators or the crushing feet of passing females. What seems clear, in any case, is that the herds of sauropods formed nesting groups, like the duck-billed maiasaurs ("good-mother lizards") discovered in western Montana by paleontologist John Horner of the Museum of the Rockies in Bozeman. "It's a survival strategy," says Horner, adding admiringly, "it would have been quite a sight...
...from everything, except from larches and pines and, if it counts as color, the chipped-porcelain white of birches, ghosty in November dusk. It is just cold enough and bleak enough to call up a tribal recollection: an imminence of winter death in the air and desperation for warm meat to survive--the Neolithic memory that makes hunting poignant...
...creature with a long thin snout like a crocodile, thick legs like tree trunks, huge curved claws like meat hooks..." --San Francisco Chronicle...
...came to our table, offering a skewer of beef. It's described on the menu as "Top Butt Sirloin--Chef Exclusive grade!" in fact. Um, how appetizing. Certainly better than a mediocre cut of butt, I suppose. However, the beef was disappointingly dry and fairly bland. Barbecuing usually gives meats a rich smoky flavor, but this was sadly not the case here. Still, the quality was not consistent across meat lines. The barbecued lamb and pork did have more flavor. And standout was the linguica sausage, which distinguished itself as the best of the skewers. The linguica had spicy zing...
Unfortunately the rotations of skewers was imbalanced. Two or three waiters kept on coming to our table, offering cheerfully, "more beef?" Everytime a skewer approached, we would look up hopefully, thinking that perhaps this slab of meat might be something different. When we caught sight of the elusive chicken guy we practically had to flag him down. And I must say the guy carrying the skewer of little impaled chicken hearts never did make it to our table--which was hardly cause for lament for me, although conesseiurs say chicken hearts are one of the more delectable organs...