Word: milked
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...from soot, but here exceptional-quality ingredients are barely enrobed in a gossamer smokiness. Ask for the daily menu, about six stunningly minimalist dishes. You may get incredible homemade txorizo or lobsters sacrificed live, martyrs to gastronomic ecstasy. There's even a smoked ice cream, made by first cooking milk over the coals. Etxebarri is one of only two restaurants I know that buys live angulas (baby eels) and makes them worth their exorbitant price. The delicacy of the seafood courses proves that less can be oh-so-much more, but all flame tamers are pulled off for the chulet...
...bunker-like office in University Hall, a well-trained, tenacious team is devising plans for an international takeover. Armed with flashy pamphlets, milk-chocolate globes, and undergraduate peer advisors, active efforts by the Office of International Programs (OIP) are underway to spread the study abroad mantra...
...person who stole my Indonesian ritual bat kite from Cabot storage: You are scum. Give it back. Favorite childhood toy: This outrageously large and unwieldy Nerf gun called the Razorbeast. It fired 15 suction-cup darts in two seconds. Sexiest physical trait: Fabulous muscles. Favorite part about Harvard: Chocolate milk at every meal. Describe yourself in three words: World’s deadliest snake. In 15 minutes you are: Watching Jeepers Creepers 2 on VHS while I cut my toenails. In 15 years you are: Designing and selling genetically engineered exotic species. My laboratory compound is on some craggy rocks...
...Speech Perception in Noise: Models and Applications” (electrical engineering) to “International Human Rights Law in Uzbekistan” to “Militant Democrats: Political Repression in Western Europe” to “Designing Matter” (chemistry) to “Milk, Dairy Intake, and Risk of Endometrial Cancer” (medical science...
...concentrator in Cabot House. In spite of her contrarian and often bizarre musings, she still hopes the one thing people remember about her is that she’s a proud Texan. On alternate Thursdays her column will take a biting look at both national and campus trends. "Spilt Milk": Lucy M. Caldwell ’09 is a history and literature concentrator in Adams House. In her column, she will examine the collision of modern mores with conventional society. Incidentally, Caldwell only cries over spilt triple nonfat lattes with extra foam...