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...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 60c ("If the Atlantic rose a few inches, Boston would be devastated and there wouldn't be any exams...
...wakes up one morning to find a whore passed out in his bed. His wife (Elaine May) arrives, and what to do? The ensuing low farce is Simon's variation on James Thurber's The Unicorn in the Garden, and the team of Matthau and May roast an old burlesque chestnut to a perfect crisp...
...recipes, reflections and recommendations. Julia Child & Company (Knopf; 243 pages; $8.95 paperback) is not so much a collection of recipes, of which there are a Julian abundance, as a matter of celebrations and consummations. There is a Dinner for the Boss that runs through consommé brunoise, standing rib roast and macédoine of fruits in champagne with bourbon-soaked chocolate truffles. Anyone who serves anyone such a repast must have a very good boss or richly deserve a raise. Julia also has suggestions for such events as a birthday dinner ("roast duck and a big gooey cake...
These books are somewhat scaled down--after all not many kitchens feature ovens large enough to roast whole oxen, nor do many now wish to nosh on "gizzards, livers, and heart of swan." But one can always seek the true spirit of Christmas in an eleven course meal, featuring, as one author suggested, "Friters of Parsnips, Funges, Aquapatys (boiled garlic) and the like, finishing of course with as much Hippocras (spiced wine) as the body could tolerate...
...snow ever falls, and this year's model December 25th rolls around, the sins of past debauches will be long buried. And as people gather to celebate the birthday of a two thousand year gone heretical Jew, we can easily salve any conscience recoiling from yet another helping of roast beef and Yorkshire pudding. After all, at least we're avoiding that spirit of Christmas' past that would demand the consumption of "broke broune, longe flouteurs and payne puff" as but one tenth of our Christmas cheer...