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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Christmas belongs to Dicken's Christmas Carol and a mantle plastered with cards blessing the family and signed sincerely by an embossing machine. The Fourth of July belongs to the Star Spangled Banner and corny political speeches delivered at the courthouse corn and weenie roast. Even Commencement belongs to something--we really don't know who or what, but its trademarks are a sheepskin inscribed with extinct languages, special issues of The Crimson, and maybe even Woody Allen to inspire our voyage to "The Real World...

Author: By Michael A. Calabrese, | Title: Massacre of Valentine's Day | 2/14/1978 | See Source »

This piece originally appeared in the January 23, 1967 issue of the Crimson, and was written by George H. Rosen '68. We re-run it for two reasons: one, this is exam period, and two, wisdom is timeless. Cambridge may have more snow than it needs, and Roast Beef Specials are up to $1.10, but some things never change...

Author: By George H. Rosen, | Title: Doom | 1/18/1978 | See Source »

...have to take exams"). One sits at a chair and looks out the window. Cambridge does not even have the grace to be covered with snow. ("What if Harry Levin actually wrote the plays of Shakespeare?"). Sulphur-laden ice spreads like cancer over the Charles and Roast Beef Specials cost 60 cents ("If the Atlantic rose a few inches, Boston would be devastated and there wouldn't be any exams...

Author: By George H. Rosen, | Title: Doom | 1/18/1978 | See Source »

...readihg by August 20th. But if I read 800 words a minute for 17 hours..."). Cold fact asserts itself through sleep-drugged minds ("Gazelles cannot actually leap; they are merely very poor flyers"), until fact and fancy no longer collide but merge like an icy cancer spreading over a Roast Beef Special ("If the Atlantic rose and drowned all the gazelles there might not be any Harry Levins...

Author: By George H. Rosen, | Title: Doom | 1/18/1978 | See Source »

...Flaherty, 46, an advertising salesman for the Boston Globe, likes to prepare huge, rich meals for his family and friends. But, he maintains, "it's pure recreation. It's a great outlet for my energy and, besides, we're very gregarious." One recent feast for ten chez Flaherty featured roast suckling pig, stuffed goose, boiled lobsters, marinated mushrooms and Karen Flaherty's raspberry bombe and walnut cake...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Love in the Kitchen | 12/19/1977 | See Source »

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