Word: savorable
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...made it bigger. Clinton toured nursery schools, talked about putting the Internet in the classroom. Dole visited graveyards, and talked about estate taxes. When he dispatched top aide Scott Reed to Dallas last week to ask Ross Perot to quit the race and endorse him, Perot could sit back, savor the spotlight for one brief second, and call Dole's gambit "weird and inconsequential...
...secret of a good dinner is that it creates time. Over a well-seasoned consomme or a ripe glass of wine, time becomes something to savor rather than to fight against. A cozy restaurant, or perhaps the common room to your kitchened suite, becomes the world for a few hours. Some music to fill the emptiness, some bread to soak up the sauce, and you will forget about the assignments due Monday. The conversation will flow. Aromas of basil and garlic will fill your senses. You will understand the benefits of social drinking...
...have more work to do; the women can savor the fruits of a building project four years in the making. Though the U.S. women won a bronze medal in Barcelona, the program was plagued by controversy. The coaches were fractious, the girls looked unhappy and undernourished, and criticism began to emerge that the program drove adolescent girls too hard in service of demanding parents and coaches. Much of the criticism was aimed at Karolyi, the former Romanian coach who brought the world Nadia Comaneci and later trained such U.S. stars as Mary Lou Retton and Kim Zmeskal...
...delivers his "Choose life" speech--the film is a nonstop visual and aural assault. Slo-mo, fast-mo, a hallucinogenic editing pace and the thick music of Scottish accents mean that you'll have to cram for Trainspotting. Attention must be paid, and will be rewarded with the scabrous savor of the movie's lightning intelligence. The subject is heroin, but the style is speed. This film is an upper--a jolt of pure movie energy...
...CUStody, the team of man hunters could fan out across the country, to universities, hotels, bus depots, trying to retrace his steps, reconstruct the past 18 years of his life and nail down the case against the man they believe is America's most wanted killer. They could also savor the vindication that he fit their expectations so uncannily. He was, as they had surmised, a white male, middle-aged, a loner whom no one would miss if he vanished for weeks at a time. An ideal neighbor who kept to himself--just as the entire town of Lincoln described...