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...meal is hearty. A typical menu: fried chicken, pole beans with lots of shelled ones mixed among the snaps, whippoorwills (brown peas), okra (fixed in a "made-up" dish with corn-bread crumbs and meats, so as to remove the slickness), corn, sweet potatoes, candied pears, eggbread sticks, biscuits, cake and ice cream. Most of the food is produced on the farm-but the milk comes straight from the Lebanon dairy, a fact that would have shocked the farmers of Sam Carver's generation. Joe (with a well-educated eye on the long-term balances of farm economics, insists...
...dragging, Oklahoma! hollers itself home as a handsome piece of entertainment. The plot, to begin with, is just about perfect for a musical: cowboy loves farmgirl, sinister farmhand menaces farmgirl, cowboy kills farmhand, cowboy weds farmgirl, everybody rides into sunset. It is as simple and innocent as a birthday cake, in which the songs are set as naturally as candles-and dazzling good songs they still...
...Citizens of London, wish us Godspeed." Within an hour, some 2,000,000 Britons had watched their first television commercial-a tube of Gibbs toothpaste sliding majestically down a mountain stream in a cake of ice while an announcer crooned, "It's cool, cool, cool." For years, the debate over permitting American-style commercial TV to invade the unsullied air waves of Britain has rent the nation with a fury unmatched since Burke demanded conciliation for the rebellious American colonists. But at the end of the new Independent Television Authority's first day of telecasting. Britain was still...
...Paris With Hunger. Now a 55-year-old retired captain (Annapolis '23), father John McCutchen first invaded his wife's kitchen in San Francisco in 1932; between "fiddling with cake-baking," he roamed the city's fabled restaurants, pored over cookbooks. For Dick's tenth birthday party he whipped out a succulent Lobster Newburg ("not exactly for a kid's stomach, but that's what he wanted"). Permanently intrigued, Dick thenceforth stirred while "The Skipper" mixed the local delicacies of Manila, Tsingtao or New Orleans. In Panama, on lazy Saturday afternoons, the gourmets caught...
...candles were lit, and we sang the joyful Sabbath hymns and drank the sacramental wine; the children, too. My father usually talked about the Bible." As in Marjorie Morgenstern's home, the menu was always gefilte fish,* chicken noodle soup, roast chicken, stewed prunes, tea and sponge cake. Those evenings, says Wouk, made for "an island of normalcy. Home seemed to be the place where everything happened as it should happen...