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American cooks, with even less time for complex dishes than Sicilian nuns, are fast learning the value of whole menus that can be cooked in advance. Ready When You Are (Crown; $15.95), by Elizabeth Schneider Colchie, consists entirely of what its author felicitously calls fetes accomplies. Her book presents dishes that need "no last-minute fussing. Turning on the oven and setting a tinier, heating a soup, tossing a salad are tolerable tasks." Laboring over a hot stove in party finery is out. New Yorker Colchie arranges her 32 menus by seasons but appends a number of ad hoc niceties...
...election campaign of Texas Congressman Jack Fields. Instead, Fields' ads picture him as a hard-working legislator who stays in close touch with his constituents. In hard-hit New England, some Republicans are trying to put distance between themselves and Reagan's policies. Rhode Island Congresswoman Claudine Schneider stresses the independence she showed in voting against many of the President's measures during her first term...
DIED. Romy Schneider, 43, international movie star; of "natural causes," possibly a heart attack; in Paris. Born in Austria to celebrated acting parents, Schneider made 13 West German films in her teens, mostly costume romances. Fed up with such "Shirley Tempelhof" roles, she moved to France and acted parts from comedy to sultry mystery in dozens more flicks shot in Europe (Boccaccio '70) and a few in the U.S. (What's New Pussycat?). Twice divorced, Schneider was depressed by the accidental death last July of her son David Haubenstock, 14, who was impaled on a wrought-iron fence...
...title cut "Mesopotamia" or "Throw that Beat in the Garbage Can." the 52's best trick has always been to create danceable tunes, with lyrics so ridiculous that you feel tremendously self-conscious while twitching your feel. "I am no student of ancient culture," warbles the silly frontman Fred Schneider in "Mesopotamia," which he trumpets in concert as being kind of "geological." Before I talk, I should read a book." Yeah, he should, but these don't sound like the sort of lyrics that go with dance music...
That doesn't matter--he's going to tell us anyway, and we're going to dance. And in the funky "Throw that Beat..." Schneider seems to be complaining about the very beat that defines his own hand. "It's driving me crazy--...it makes me apprehensive--...no, no, no." Definitely bizarre but compelling stuff...