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...directions to the Etna Pastry Shop at 7 Prince St. When you reach Etna's, ask for a half dozen cannoli (a luscious, cream-filled Italian pastry), and then head for one of the many fine restaurants in the North End to get some spaghetti, ravioli, veal cacciatore or whatever you want. (I recommend Felicia...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Beantown Treasure Hunt | 3/23/1978 | See Source »

...local taverns. Their women, heads modestly covered with kerchiefs, are dressed in billowing pantaloons and long topcoats, even on hot summer days. Streets have informally been given Turkish names, and the shops purvey flat pita bread, mutton, sheep cheese and garlic instead of the Wurst, Bauernbrot (dark bread), veal and pigs' knuckles familiar in stores that serve a German clientele...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: WEST GERMANY: They Wish Us to Hell | 10/10/1977 | See Source »

...nights ago, Washington passed through one of those implausible hours that are both its curse and its exhilaration. In the White House the leaders of Latin America and the U.S. dined on lobster and roast veal and hoisted scores of glasses of Blanc de Blancs champagne in warm tribute to the spirit of the new Panama Canal treaty signed earlier...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Presidency: Jimmy Behind Closed Doors | 9/19/1977 | See Source »

...found that trains had stopped running, all highways were shut down, and no flights were landing at the Buffalo airport. Bundled up in her heaviest ski parka, Knox caught a flight to Rochester, the nearest functioning airfield. From there she hopped a truck carrying 35,000 lbs. of frozen veal, part of a two-mile-long caravan taking emergency rations to the stricken city. "Buffalo was a mess," she reports-streets unplowed, cars buried in snow, people carting groceries home on sleds. "The very fact of being there made you part of the people. 'You stuck here...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Letter From The Publisher, Feb. 14, 1977 | 2/14/1977 | See Source »

Breakfast was lunch, lunch was breakfast, but no matter, it was still terrible. In regard to the French veal stew in a bowl, smart money would have opted for the bowl. As for salad plate #16, well, at least the expected turnout was three greater than that for Sunday's sardines...

Author: By Michael K. Savit, | Title: Food For Thought, Not Consumption | 1/19/1977 | See Source »

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