Word: mild
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...springtime. Jon, the focus of the book, spends his laconic, carefree schooldays fooling around with his best friend Bjorn, reading comic books, eating candy and telling jokes. He lives in a slightly odd, magical universe where a pterodactyl may swoop down and fly off with his kite to his mild surprise. Stilts are used instead of cars and sometimes Jon's father lets him "drive it to the garage." The characters all have the faces of animals, but not in any sort of realistic way. If anything they look like African animist masks that convey the idea of an animal...
...flavorful and buttery; the sauce was divinely smooth, and the pieces of chicken were tantalizingly tender, but we could feel our arteries clogging up from the luscious thickness of the butter. Abiding by our creative editor’s distaste towards spiciness, we requested everything to be ordered in mild. Good thing we did, as the dishes were already spicy at mild. We also sampled the Chicken Saagwala, which was succulent pieces of chicken mingled with spinach, garlic, and various spices. The Baigan Bharta—a mashed concoction of baked eggplant, sautéed onions, and fresh coriander?...
...make enough vaccine to protect half a million Gulf War troops from an Iraqi germ attack (it fell 350,000 doses short). Other sections repeat uncritically the most alarmist anecdotes--such as the assertion, lifted from an obscure 1988 book, that the U.S. secretly sprayed American cities with mild germs to investigate the likely impact of deadly pathogens...
...Louis style, Memphis, and Baby back), brisket, pulled chicken, corn pudding, hush puppies, pecan pie, and all that BBQ fare. With your ribs, you get beans, cole slaw and a choice of sauces. For those who are not quite BBQ connoisseurs, the sweet sauce combined with either the mild or the hot sauces is recommended. Also available are vinegar or the sweet, mild, and hot sauces by themselves...
...post-meal wet naps cleaned our sweet and mild combinations from our mouths, hands, laps and shirts. They could not, however, clean the I’m-so-full-I’m-going-to-explode feeling from our stomachs. Noticing the painfully full expressions on our faces, our waiter confessed that after working so long at Redbones, he had stopped eating BBQ completely...