Word: spoon
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Throughout our society, we tea drinkers have always got the dirty end of the spoon. Coffee breaks, coffee tables, coffee cakes, coffee shops, and now a coffee boycott...
...only reason I could figure out why he used his thumbnail," said Margulis, "was that it did away with handling a screwdriver, which might have germs on it. Handling inanimate objects had developed into a complicated ritual. When you were going to bring him a spoon, for example, the spoon handle had to be wrapped in Kleenex and Scotch-taped. Then you would take another piece of Kleenex to hold the Kleenex wrapping, so the wrapping wouldn't get contaminated. He would lift the wrapped spoon off the piece of Kleenex you were holding it with...
...restaurant, only a cafe. But he took me down to a tiny store that sold a little bit of everything--groceries, hardware, newspapers, tobacco. [The kitten is now on my knee, and advancing.] I bought eagerly: tomatoes, bread, cheese, a small tin bucket of yogurt, and a spoon to eat it all with. I took my spoils back to the cafe. The proprietor greeted me joyously, spread a newspaper out on the grimy kitchen table and bade me sit and eat. Then, kindly, he left me to enjoy my meal in peace while he tended to brewing kahves one demitasse...
Where Northerners grill, broil and boil, Southerners barbecue and fry and bake. No delicacies are more prized for lunch, breakfast or supper than Southern breads-spoon bread, crackling bread, corn bread, beaten biscuits or any other combination of corn meal and love. Hominy grits, served with eggs at breakfast or within any other meal are a guarantor of beauty, nutrition and happy days, you-all. In all the world there are no desserts more elegant than key lime pie, black bottom pie, pecan pie and fresh Georgia peach ice cream. Or, to wash it down, the pungent coffee...
...lunch, Mondale called our waitress by her first name. His naturalness plus the arrangement of the small tables gave the room a homey kitchen atmosphere, though a portion of the back wall was missing. Sipping soup from his spoon, Mondale explained: "...a bomb went off in the john." What I took as a joke, it turned out later, was actually true...