Word: wined
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...Nothing risky or distinctive - no wine-y, Kenya-like acidity, none of the super-richness of my favorite Sumatra (which I looked longingly at on the menu while ordering the Pikes Place) - just a blend that tasted like the American statistical coffee median. Starbucks says it took input from about 1,000 customers in designing Pike Place, and I could taste every one of them in there. This was a cup of coffee brewed by committee...
After returning home, he began again to appear at University events, attending the inauguration of University President Drew G. Faust, the opening of the School of Engineering and Applied Sciences, and a concert of the Collegium Musicum. He entertained guests at his home with red wine and crackers...
Staying at a luxury hotel has always had its perks. There are the welcome basket with fruit or even wine, the daily supply of mega-hundred-thread-count linens and, of course, the services of the concierge--the in-house fixer who's adept at getting seats to sold-out shows and tables at totally booked restaurants. But now the concierge concept is being extended to a broader range of specialized services, and stays are getting even sweeter...
...Playas has its challenges: six children in town are bused to Animas, 20 miles away, for school. It's 37 miles to the nearest supermarket, 85 miles to a two-screen movie theater. The town has a Baptist church and a bowling alley named Copper Pins, where beer and wine will go on sale next month for the first time. Resident Laine Vowell is asked, "You don't go nuts out here?" His answer: "Not at all. We visit a lot. Sunsets are beautiful. There are baby bobcats and other wildlife right in town. The deer trim my trees...
...came the nostalgic period. It started with the green tea bean jelly at the Roppongi Building in Tokyo Midtown. It continued with the lotus-seed bun at a local 7-Eleven and built right through the cow tongue before Karaoke, the glutinous rice balls at Miyajima, and the plum wine at a restaurant in downtown Tokyo that tasted exactly like Clearly Canadian’s Wild Cherry Soda. “It” was the Proustian sensation of being suddenly launched back into childhood. I was instantly four years old again, back when the bakery in Chinatown still sold...