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...attitude goes beyond religion. For better or worse, the current tone is skeptical, derisive and gross. Years ago, American Pie replaced American piety. A lot of movie people don't respect Gibson?s obsession with his Passion project; they are offended by it; fear it. And I'll bet, since the movie could earn huge profits for Gibson and his distribution partners, they resent...
...some unused K rations to be parachuted onto Quincy House’s courtyard. They couldn’t be worse than Harvard University Dining Services’ weaker offerings, and they would surely keep longer than the delicate, all too short-lived culinary fantasia that is Guiness steak pie. And though Cambridge is not yet ready for the non-duck boats, the option should hardly be, ahem, rivered—with talk of moving undergraduate Houses to Allston in the next decades, Tyler’s may be the murky, polluted Charles-side wave of the future...
...major point of interest in the movie's starry stage adaptation, which opened last week in London's West End, is: How does Alyson Hannigan's Sally measure up? Answer: She gives it everything she's got. No stranger to sex jokes after her work in the smutty American Pie films, Hannigan starts quietly, reclining in her seat and moaning softly; then she moves into second gear with a brace of breathless "Oh Gods" and "Yeah, right theres"; climaxing with a series of table slaps and shrieks. Alas, this is about the only point in the show that matches...
...bring a little plastic container to the Omni Parker, take a few polite bites, and pack the rest of it”—FM Photographer Andrew M. Brunner ’06 and I proceeded not only to finish one entire slice of Boston Crème Pie, but to go for seconds...
...Sunday, we miss the famed Chocolate Bar—an unlimited smorgasbord of chocolate desserts offered every Saturday for $23 a pop. Instead, we choose from the still-extensive dessert bar of the Sunday Jazz Brunch: fresh-made ice cream, chocolate mousse in martini glasses and chocolate pecan pie are but a few of the choices. As Chef Le Pet Omaine has predicted, we have indeed become couchons (pigs). The taste of sugar is starting to make me slightly sick, but my brain shuts down most thought processes and directs me toward a fruit crepe and other less chocolate-oriented...