Word: batched
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
Still, sure evidence of a coming economic disaster has yet to be delivered to the minds of many economic experts looking for early trends in the next batch of consumer-confidence data. The University of Michigan survey is expected to produce preliminary figures in mid-October. Main Street may then deliver even harsher economic news than Wall Street has thus...
...worse comes to worse, she says she will clear out her garden shed, toss out the toys ("The last batch of kids that went through here were my great-grandkids"), and pitch a tent in the back yard if the city lets her. "If God is with me, I'll be fine. The only prayer I want people to pray for me is that God will give me the strength to do what I have to do - no more that," she says...
Americans are always skeptical of politicians, but the financial meltdown has made it clear they no longer believe much of anything Washington's current batch of news-cycle-obsessed, responsibility-dodging wolf criers have to say. After eight years of George W. Bush's supremely confident but frequently wrong statements about everything from WMD to the inherent goodness of Vladimir Putin--and after former Bush press secretary Scott McClellan confessed the irrelevance of truth to his p.r. strategy--his television appearances are now widely ignored, and his approval ratings have touched an all-time low of 23%, according...
...advice keeps cropping up this election cycle. This week’s New York Times op-ed page proves the point, featuring an encounter between fictional President Josiah Bartlet of “The West Wing” and Barack Obama. The take-away message from this fresh batch of political onanism, in which Obama begs Bartlet for advice? “GET ANGRIER!”Reformed Reagan-era conservative Arianna Huffington takes Bartlet’s advice to heart in “Right is Wrong.” In her disdain for namby-pamby liberalism, Huffington almost...
...instantly design a menu based on the freshest produce. No big production. No fancy plating. No drama. Just cooking.Something needed to be done. I needed ample instruction, lots of practice, and unlimited access to produce. But who would back me in this endeavor? And who could eat fifteen batches of practice tiramisu? Since I didn’t have a friend with a bottomless appetite and a wallet to match, my only choice was to ship off to culinary boot camp. My sights were already set on Italy after falling in love with its food two summers ago. It also...