Word: pater
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...matzo ball, and the past unfolded itself to the Master as he sat hunched over a bowl of chicken soup in Flambaum's, the famous kosher restaurant in Paris..." And, almost invariably, the Perelman opening moves are as fine as always. For example, the beginning of "All Precincts Beware--Pater Tigress Loose" is a vintage piece--" Saturnine, Tweedy Gabe Hammerschlag, head of N.Y.P.D.'s Confidence Detail, struck a match on his desk top and, sucking the flame into the bowl of his pipe, eyed me meditatively. Gabe and I had known each other ever since 1953, when I had helped...
...punctuates their daily lives like the motif in the Bach concerto underscores their joys and sorrows. A woman angrily exhorts the Lord to save the life of her cow; her prayer reprimands a God who would let the only cow of a widow with six children become ill. The Pater Noster becomes a magic spell chanted in Latin by the local healer, and always there are the endless "Ave Marias," with the accent heavily on the Ave, which are brought forth, like my old Irish Grandmother's frequent "Mother of God!" for any occasion and every reason, to curse...
...inhospitality, mind you (even in death they are too well-bred for that), simply one of incredulity that in the land of the Bean and the Cod, he who is called Summus Pontifex, Vicarius Petri, Servus Servorum Dei, Dominus Deus, Nostra Papa, and addressed as Sanctissime Pater should be here. Their amazement is only matched...
...Street," slits the throats of stray clients and deposits their bodies with Mrs. Lovett (Angela Lansbury), who has them ground up and served as meat pies in her pie shoppe. This musical is a black-comedy opera with helpings of ha'penny Brecht. Its underlying theme, and épater le bourgeois tone, is that man exists only to eat or be eaten by his fellows...
...there tomorrow!" noticed Vicenzo. His voice was hoarse from chant rehearsal that afternoon. Lori, who was the rowdiest and was just sincere enough to make the rest of us a little uneasy, suggested we burn our I.D.s instead. She looked like a ladybug, the puckish girl sitting on Pater Noster's polished knee, spotted with buttons and stickers from past years. "Some of you younger kids don't know what effect that kind of statement can have. Very heavy." Too heavy, we all agreed...