Word: carpaccio
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...Beneath Carpaccio's dragon lies a kind of Bosnian litter: half-devoured bodies . skulls . busy, slithering snakes. The painting St. George and the Dragon is a vision of evil perfectly at home in the late 20th century, even though the artist imagined it almost 500 years ago. It gleams like a premonition in the garage-dim Scuola di San Giorgio degli Schiavoni in Venice. What is missing from the picture in 1995, of course, is the St. George part -- the rescue: Evil impaled, Good's shining blond revenge...
...visitor to the Faculty Club, you will also get to see the printed menu at the entrance to the main dining room. The "special dinner menu" for this week featured "carpaccio of veal--thin slices of cured veal served on a sauce prepared with olive oil, lemon juice, garlic, onions, parmesan cheese, and capers." As an appetizer...
...best of the '70s era, laid out in a series of handsome dining rooms in two 1870 town houses. The most popular spot is the rambling garden with flowers and yellow umbrellas. The moderately priced food has a homemade freshness, with such creations as prettily garnished salads, bright carpaccio of beef, or steamed clams, oysters and mussels in a chive + broth. Moist Dover sole, broiled with bread crumbs, and grilled squab nested on pecan-studded wild rice are fine main courses, and there are outstanding desserts, among them a little box of chocolate wrapped around framboise- moistened chocolate cake...
...attracted to his wanly handsome son Giuseppe, 21, the manager, who was rated by On the Avenue, a tony monthly tabloid, as one of New York's ten sexiest men. Whatever the reason, there are more than enough takers for ravioli selling at $17 for half a dozen and carpaccio, slim portions of raw beef with thin mayonnaise, which, though prettily presented, hardly seems worth...
...hard to decide which is more horrible, the matter-of-factness of the Venetian lap dog, familiar from many a Carpaccio, licking up the satyr's blood, or the prim, detached attentiveness of Apollo as he peels the skin. Yet the whole unlikely scene is anchored by one riveting device: Titian must have seen boar hunts in the woods around his native Cadore, and the satyr is strung on the tree like a wild pig ready for dressing, every stiff hair on his matted legs contributing its realism to the myth. On the right is another of Apollo...