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...Raise a glass of sweet, velvety port in the evening, and all at once you're part of a time-honored tradition?because the port-wine area in Portugal's Douro region is home to the world's oldest formal wine demarcation. In 1756, Prime Minister Marques de Pombal enacted this measure partly in hopes of reducing the power of British exporters who'd taken a liking to Portuguese wine when relations with France soured. It failed on that score; British and Portuguese wine producers continued to flourish side by side. Their vineyards adjoined on the steep, schist hillsides along...
Milton S. Gwirtzman ’54, a former Crimson editorial chair, says that he and Culver went to Kennedy’s home in Hyannis Port, Mass. on the weekends during the 1962 campaign to help prepare the candidate for his speeches and debates...
...convert to Catholicism who also insinuated himself for a time deeply into the life of Picasso: "Everything in [him] tended toward purity in art. His insupportable pride, his black ingratitude, his haughtiness." But Modigliani sprang after all from a proud and unconventional family. He was born in the Tuscan port town of Livorno, a cosmopolitan city where Jews had lived freely since the Renaissance. Educated and progressive--his mother shocked her in-laws by starting a private school; his socialist brother was jailed for his political activities--his family had once been prosperous as well. But by the time...
Raise a glass of sweet, velvety port in the evening, and all at once you're part of a time-honored tradition - because the port wine area in Portugal's Douro region is home to the world's oldest formal wine demarcation. In 1756, Prime Minister Marques de Pombal enacted this measure partly in hopes of reducing the power of British exporters who'd taken a liking to Portuguese wine when relations with France soured. It failed on that score; British and Portuguese wine producers continued to flourish side by side. Their vineyards adjoined on the steep, schist hillsides along...
From the first pages we know that Peg's mysterious death will be the linchpin of Port Mungo, a tragedy with layers to be peeled back slowly. The last third of the book is an emotional plunge into a place that the temperate, fastidious Gin is in no way equipped to comprehend. "There are no mysteries," she tries insisting, "only people who conceal, only secrets." In fact, there is no end of mysteries. In his shimmering way, McGrath pulls back the curtain on a terrible one and says, "Look." When he brings you to that place so adroitly...