Word: meats
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...most of all, citizens are angry at the Government. Says Troy, Mich., Housewife Marilyn Pallotta: "We've had to get cheaper cuts of meat and cut out snack goodies like potato chips. Well, I resent it when I cut and the Government doesn't." Cassie Marsh, a Detroit secretary and wife of a retired insurance agent, complains that Government bureaucrats "keep getting more raises, adding more and more people and getting fancier offices. You never hear of them cutting back." For many voters the economic mess is overshadowing all other U.S. problems. Says Rick Osban, service manager...
...weeks, he toiled as a pipefitter's assistant for the princely, Baybank-crisp wage of $9.90 an hour. For the rest of the summer, he sailed around the world. Other lucrative offerings not to be sneered at: the assembly line at General Motors ($8.00 an hour), the meat-processing department at Fenway Franks ($8.50 an hour), and computer work, which ranges in wage from $10 to $15 an hour...
Tofu, or bean curd, a custard-like cake made from curdled soybean milk, was a favorite of Taoist priests in ancient China. Now Americans are learning to use the nearly tasteless curd (flavoring must be added) to replace cheese in cheesecake and meat in burgers. A 4-oz. serving of tofu has nearly as much protein as an equal amount of hamburger but fewer calories (150 vs. 237) and no cholesterol. At 99? per lb., it is also cheaper. One large supplier, the New England Soy Dairy, Inc. of Greenfield, Mass., peddled 300 to 500 lbs. of curd a week...
...biggest hit ever. Menelaus is ready to butcher her for adultery, but he is so afraid of Helen's siren sway that he does not look at her. Silkily, she makes her excuse. She was in the power of Aphrodite-her will was not her own. Menelaus' meat-cleaver hand drops, Helen sashays away, whistling in sultry triumph...
Connally, too, immersed himself quickly in the island ways. In the mountain towns of Coamo and Juana Díaz, he sipped Maví, a tropical bark drink, and wolfed down alcapurrias (plantain stuffed with meat). As he rode down the main street of Ponce, whistles shrieked from atop the century-old red firehouse and a loudspeaker in a blue van barked to pedestrians: "El quiere saludarte. Dale tu mano." (He wants to say hello. Shake his hand.) They cheered wildly when he grabbed a microphone to yell, ?"Estadidad ahora!"(statehood now). On the next day, he strolled down Calle...