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...Italian-Austrian who ranched cattle in Kenya's Rift Valley. She is the daughter of a South African sugar-cane farmer. While John and Erica Platter were not actually born into South Africa's 300-year-old viticulture industry, they have nonetheless become the foremost ambassadors of the country's wine. The Platters' annual South African wine guide was first published in 1979. The 2003 edition is 520 pages thick, and required reading among the sundowner-sipping svelte of the veldt. Now, after what they describe as "a year, or two, of drinking dangerously" the couple have completed a safari...
...steamy platter of tender Halal meat tucked inside crisp, golden pastry prepared by Harvard University Dining Services (HUDS) debuted at the Harvard Islamic Society (HIS) Dinner Table in Adams House last night...
...said that no country achieves democracy until it has had to fight for it. Japan had democracy handed to it on a platter by the U.S. after World War II. It wasn't a gift in which the public had much interest. During the high-growth years, citizens contentedly relied on Elite bureaucracies that steered the nation with a magic hand, functioning in near total secrecy, with budgets and planning structures far removed from the political process. Over time, their programs began to diverge drastically from the real needs of society. Today, there are things worth fighting about: among them...
...supporters and associates, that is the critical issue. Mokhtar is a shrewd, self-made entrepreneur. "The man comes from the school of hard knocks. He wasn't an accountant who had everything handed to him on a silver platter like the others," says one close adviser. "His father was a cattle farmer. He took a loan from the government in the '70s to buy his own trucks to carry cattle from one state to the next to get a higher price. Then he started transporting rice in the same trucks and bought his own paddy fields...
...will dispense no advice of any flavor to my classmates, or to those lucky underclassmen who will inherit our university next fall. I absolutely refuse to recommend the best cheap restaurant in the Square (it’s Charlie’s Kitchen—order their hamburger platter!), or the best karaoke bar in Boston (the Purple Shamrock by Faneuil Hall—look for the fat, pelvic-thrusting thirty-something singing “I Be Strokin”), or the best place to see a movie for less than nine bucks (Kendall Theater in Davis Square?...