Word: thyme
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...business." The same is true of herbs and spices. Once a store could make do with a dozen old dependables; today, supermarkets carry more than 100 items, with such old standbys as sage being displaced, as "too strong," by such postwar newcomers as fresh tarragon, fennel, thyme, dill and coriander. And for shallot fanciers there is now a Shallot-of-the-Month Club; for $9 they can receive a month's supply...
...loudspeaker hooked up to the electronically operated gate of his villa, Notre Dame de Vie. A few intimate glimpses of life within still leak out to the world. A recent visitor recalls a prudent Picasso who has sworn off chain-smoking Gauloises, drinks carrot juice at teatime, guzzles thyme tea at other times, and sips wine only sparingly. A lifetime of painter's discipline has not changed. After dinner, Picasso leaps up, announces: "Now I must work," and paints until 1 or 2 in the morning. And in his spare time he has just finished writing a play...
...Pumpkin Eater of the nursery thyme put his wife in a pumpkin shell, and there he kept her very well. Giving a wry contemporary twist to Mother Goose, Penelope Mortimer's vivid first-person novel suggests that the poor creature then swiftly developed shell shock. In this slow, strong, incisive film version of the book, the ironing out of a well-kept wife's unkempt psyche is portrayed with harrowing perception by Anne Bancroft...
...barbarous tribes of Paris, and records an impulse to lead a cow up to the altar at Notre Dame. Before long he is studying for his doctorate in southern France (Author Rao attended the University of Montpellier) and married to Madeleine, a bluestocking blonde who smells wonderfully-of thyme mostly. Soon they have a son, symbolically called Krishna, who symbolically dies...
...crowd of 200 citizens lined up respectfully behind the rope barriers and watched as the 125-ft. yacht North Wind backed up to the quay at the thyme-scented village of Epidaurus. A tall, handsome young woman stepped from the yacht and walked the length of the pier alone, followed at a distance by her four yachting companions. She was tawny with the Aegean sun, barelegged, dressed casually in a sleeveless beige dress-and it was hard to realize that she was the same Jacqueline Kennedy who had swept like a queen through Paris, Vienna and London only...