Word: potatoe
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...grandmother, who had retained legal custody of him, moved him from the relative comfort of his uncle's home to what he calls "a desperate situation" at hers. His grandmother raised chickens and sold eggs, he says, but "on many days there was nothing to eat but sweet potato." Connerly fought back by taking a 27-hour-a-week job as a stock boy. He worked all through high school and college, paying...
Named after a Dublin equivalent of Harvard Square, this restaurant combines traditional Irish cuisine with a contemporary dining atmosphere. It replaced One Potato, Two Potato on Mass. Ave. between Linden and Plympton streets...
...every two years my family spent summers back home. When I was seven, we stayed on my grandparents' farm outside Springfield, Mo. My brothers, sister and I ran through the fields and swam in the creek. We competed to see who could dig up the biggest potato, who could pick the biggest peach. We built huge forts from bales of hay. We barbecued. Everyone was relaxed--even my father, which was unusual. One day, at summer's end, I sat on my father's lap, grabbed his collar and pleaded, "We have to come back soon. I can't wait...
Today, as she holds court at the Milky Way, her kosher dairy restaurant that serves jalapeno potato pancakes and encourages mingling ("someone called this the Jewish Cheers"), Leah doesn't even pretend to be the shaper of her famous son's blooming genius. Looking back on his youth, she says, "He scared me! I didn't know anything about raising children--couldn't change a diaper--and it took a concerted effort just to get him past his infancy. Now he has dimensions I can't even fathom. Most people dream. Steven dreams; then he fulfills...
Roughly 4.5 million acres in North Dakota and Minnesota were under chocolate-colored lakes, and potato, sugar-beet and grain farmers feared losing the planting season. As the water receded in Grand Forks and people began returning home to inspect damage estimated to top $1 billion, the Red whooshed toward Canada, bringing armies of small-town locals scurrying onto levees to hold back the river with sandbags and plywood. Mostly, they lost. There was some discussion of whether any of this could have been minimized. Some blamed the National Weather Service for underestimating the river after the melting...