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...past and the future collaborating. He gave the people reassuring images of a mythic American past -- the Olympic torch, the tall ships, the Statue of Liberty, the heroes in the visitors' gallery on State of the Union nights, Tom Sawyer come back to life as a yuppie -- a sweet, virtuous America recrystallized by Reagan after the traumatic changes of the '60s and '70s. Reagan gave Americans the idea of a future as spacious as their past...
...Please pass the chips." Time was when that request led to a predictable result: a crackling treat of smooth, fragile, bitingly salty potato chips. No longer. Now staggering possibilities abound: chips sliced from white or sweet potatoes that could be thick or thin, ridged or smooth, and with or without salt and preservatives. They might be natural in flavor or seasoned with Cajun, Italian or barbecue spices, vinegar, jalapeno peppers, cheese alone or with bacon, sour cream (or yogurt) with onion (or chives). There is also a choice of half a dozen or so oils for frying, which...
...beguile George Crum, the chef at Moon's Lake House in Saratoga Springs, N.Y., who in 1853 is said to have devised "Saratoga chips" to placate a cantankerous customer who complained that the fried potatoes were too thick. But if Crum were to taste chocolate-coated chips, a salt-sweet, cloying aberration priced from $6 to $18 per lb. (the latter from Yuppie Gourmet in Racine, Wis.), he might be sorry he started the whole thing. As a good chef, he would be the first to recognize that even the best idea can be taken...
ADMINISTRATION: Daniel M. Rubin, Donald Sweet...
...clowning, his play-acting, his sometimes arrogant, sometimes mysteriously gentle defiance and mocking of both prisoners and guards, he sweated prodigiously, throughout his stay, from what must have been nervousness. He talked a great deal, in a way that at times made you think of a childlike rabbi or sweet, mysteriously innocent old Russian priest and at others times reminded you of an elderly archeologist in his comfortable classroom, musing and harking back...He pretended to enjoy the official opinion of the court, that he might be mad. 'I am the Rock,' he said thoughtfully, nodding. 'I am Captain Marvel...