Word: potted
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...herbicide paraquat that in 1983 a U.S. district court banned its use on federal property. But last week it seemed that paraquat might be re-enlisted for the war on drugs. Heralding yet another offensive against homegrown marijuana, the Drug Enforcement Administration said it would consider spraying pot fields with paraquat as well as the herbicides 2,4-D and glyphosate...
...many of the more elaborate loan clubs, participants bid for the privilege of taking the pool. Whoever offers the highest interest rate wins, although each member can take the pot only once. The entire interest payment is immediately deducted from the fund and paid out to the other members. Rates can run as high as 20%, vs. about 14% for an unsecured bank loan. But the loan club may be an immigrant's only source of funds. "I would have spent months convincing a bank that my expansion plan made sense," says a New York City printer from Jamaica...
...table. However, once one is seated, delights appear, marred only occasionally by a lax waiter or an overdone duck. There are sublimely puffy lump-crabmeat cakes and tender veal chops with morels. Not to be missed: profiteroles filled with foie gras. The kitchen also serves an original version of pot-au-feu for which the succulently moist, tarragon- scented chicken arrives with leeks and angel-hair pasta, not in the traditional bowl with soup but on a plate mantled with a cream-and-chicken- stock sauce...
While some delegates flocked to hear Oprah Winfrey and the Kansas City Jazz Orchestra, others were invited to attend a rally sponsored by "Justice for Janitors." Marching down the streets of Atlanta, a group advocating the legalization of marijuana shouted, "We smoke pot and we like...
...urban jungle, I loped into the dining room. Our children were already at the table, finishing their homework over breakfast. Krishna, the elder, was engrossed in the Bhagavad-Gita; Kikimora, his younger sister, was muttering an incantation in Old Slavonic. (They both attended the International School. Such a melting pot!) "What's today's morning repast?" I asked cheerfully, reaching for the sports pages of the New York Times. "Ambrosia," they answered in unison. How suitably mythological, I thought -- the food of Greece's ancient deities. In Manhattan one can buy damn near everything, I always say. And ambrosia...