Word: rusticated
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...woman imbued with cheer and curiosity, was his partner when they started out living under benches in their shop to save on rent. And she is his partner today in the good life, which is expensive but not lavish. The house at Jackson Hole is small, done in comfortable rustic sloppy. Chouinard seems a little ashamed of having so much, though he has less than he could have. He has no stocks, only a checking account. He admires the Native American potlatch ceremony, in which the host would give away everything he owned...
...Cuban music, before the revolution left many of the great artists of Ferrer's generation scraping to get by. Despite his skill, including a way of making the traditionally slow-moving ballads sparkle with life, Ferrer suddenly became an unwanted relic of the island's precommunist past. The rustic sound he loved so much held dwindling relevance to the sleek, popular sounds of modern Cuba. So in the early 1990s, having never acquired any renown beyond Cuban shores, he quit music in frustration and turned to shining shoes for a living, which earned him more money anyway...
Straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting, the rustic villages of western Mass. Are among the remaining outposts of small-town New England. Nestled in the rolling Berkshires, Greyhound serves Stockbridge, Williamstown and other towns in the area...
...place Eric Gullichsen calls home is a charmingly rustic, century-old ferryboat, the Vallejo, now out of service and moored just off Sausalito, Calif., in San Francisco Bay. But his real home is the virtual world of the Net, an insight he achieved while hunched over a laptop in a hotel bathroom in Bhurban, Pakistan (the john being the only place where he could plug in his modem). He was logged onto the Web, fiddling with a line of code for one of his company's main computers, when the epiphany came: "This works! The Internet has happened...
...Trattoria Pulcinella, a mere 10 minute walk up Concord Street at the intersection of Huron Avenue, is a jewel in Boston's somewhat chintzy crown of Italian restaurants. Aside from its pleasant atmosphere and consistently excellent food, Trattoria Pulcinella boasts the additional advantage of proximity. The restaurant's warm, rustic interior is cozy on slower nights but can become cramped as the oilcloth-topped tables are filled with people. Ochre colored sponge-painted walls lend warmth to the room, and empty Chianti bottles swing demurely from the wooden-Vegas ceiling. The highly romantic effect is heightened by a solid wine...