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...Hitachino Celebration Ale is brewed with orange peel, coriander, nutmeg and cinnamon. The high wheat content and nutmeg aroma of the Schneider Aventinus make it a great beer for a fall afternoon. Rogue Old Crustacean is intense and malty--a perfect complement, suggests Garry, to grilled meats or braised pork belly. The J.W. Lees Harvest would go well with a ginger cake, while the 1993 Thomas Hardy's is so rich and sweet, it could stand up to a Stilton...
...offended when Christians eat pork," says Jacob Neusner. At least not usually. The brilliant--and none too patient--Jewish scholar does recall a religion conference where so much of the other white meat was served that he was reduced to a diet of hard-boiled eggs. One day on the food line something snapped, and he rhymed aloud, "I hope you all get trichinosis/And come to believe in the God of Moses." A fellow conferee instantly replied, "And if we don't get such diseases/Will you believe in the God of Jesus?" Neusner cackles. "That's an example...
...rotating roster--including France's George Blanc and Britain's Gordon Ramsay--are recruited to craft dishes for the first- and business-class cabins. Freidanck visits their kitchens frequently. "The panel provides constant new ideas," the former hotel chef says. "Like everyone at the moment is doing pork bellies or yellow beetroot or purple carrots...
...Here's what his friends say. "He's a driven force," according to Geoffrey Robinson, M.P. and former Paymaster General. "You get a feeling there's a bit of his brain that's always on the job," says Morris. The worry among Labour backbenchers, hunched over pints and pork scratchings in the bars of Westminster, are those questionable soft skills. Brown must learn to be, well, less like himself, they say. And the role model they've chosen for him? Blair...
...those crepuscular moments when Shanghai reveals its private self. Behind the blinding economic razzle-dazzle and throngs of striving entrepreneurs, the city is defined by its intimate sense of neighborhood, what Girard calls its "lived-in-ness." Walk Shanghai's alleyways at night and inhale the smell of braised pork wafting out of a communal kitchen, hear the slap of a shuttlecock struck by a pajama-clad girl, catch a glimpse of a chandelier in a threadbare bedroom-once part of a ballroom in some silk merchant's mansion, now subdivided to house a dozen families. Yet I know this...