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...different results. Beefalo from Healey's Market in Manchester, Vt., was slightly richer, more flavorful and moister than comparable cuts from Chenango Beefalo in Greene, N.Y. Although neither example of beefalo matched Brae, both were certainly adequate. Steaks cooked rare were the most successful cuts, even though they were paler in color, milder in flavor and a bit tougher than Brae. Stews were barely acceptable. Roasts, however, were much too dry because the meat lacked the fat to keep them supple...
...merely white, Bird is a paler shade of paste. As a moment of silence descends over him at the foul line, a youthful voice calling out from a courtside row can be heard in the mezzanine: "Larry Bird, why are you so white?" Bird laughs later. "It's amazing. I guess I'm a white superstar in a black man's game, but it's open to all colors." Sometimes from exertion he turns a flamingo shade of pink. Perching on one leg at nearly every pause in the game, he compulsively rubs and preens the tops and bottoms...
...abrupt ouster of Geyelin (pronounced Jay-lin) came as a stunning surprise to him and nearly everyone else at the Post, where intramural politics is followed more avidly than the paler version practiced on Capitol Hill. As was the case with almost every top-level personnel change at the paper in recent years, there was immediate speculation that Executive Editor Ben Bradlee had "got him." The New York Times reported differences in "management policies" between Bradlee and Geyelin. Other handicappers noted that Geyelin's star may have faded when his chief patron, Post Chairman Katharine Graham, 61, stepped down...
...this version, the setting is London; the time, the '20s. Lucy Seward, fair kind maiden, is wasting away mysteriously in her father's sanatorium. Plagued by nightmares, the girl wakes paler each morning. (An example of the excruciating mental processes: The girl has two tiny cuts on her neck. Wolves howl on the moor. Bats rustle in the window curtains. "We suspect the wounds are the result of an accident with a safety pin, used when fastening her scarf," remarks the good doctor Seward, our man of science.) Soon to arrive on the scene are Jonathan Hacker, Lucy's fiance...
...look reinforced by the waving tendrils of hair. Yet nothing about the photograph invites one to read it as a narrative of emotion. The camera's rendering is exceedingly spare, fastidious in its detachment. Its formal rigor-down to the last rhyme between the wet locks and their paler shadow on the water's wrinkled skin-is intimidating. This Midwestern naiad, one realizes, is Callahan's Mona Lisa...