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...Highlands. "Ten years ago nobody would have dreamed of opening a cookery school in Scotland," he says. Now his courses are booked months in advance. Nairn is only one of the chefs updating the image of Scottish cookery. In a converted crofter's cottage on the Isle of Skye - a ruggedly beautiful island just off Scotland's west coast - a chef named Shirley Spear is turning out food that takes full advantage of the area's extraordinary produce. Spear's restaurant-with-rooms, The Three Chimneys, was acclaimed as one of the world's 50 best restaurants earlier this year...
Taylor buried her closest competition in her events--twin sister Lindsay Taylor of Brown in the hurdles and Skye Jay or Cornell in the sprints. None of her races were even close. Her time in the 200-meter dash time was the second-fastest ever at Indoor Heps...
Taylor won the 60-meter high hurdles comfortably in 8.57 seconds, but faced tougher competition in the sprints. In the 60-meter dash, Taylor narrowly beat out Cornell sophomore Skye Jay who finished just three-hundredths of a second off Taylor's winning time of 7.71. The pair would match up again in the 200, but Taylor won easily in a season-best 24.44 seconds, while Jay finished over a half-second back...
These days some of the best jazz singing is turning up in the pop-record racks. Nineteen-year-old Esthero, singer of a Toronto trip-hop duo that bears her name, is the newest member of the school of so-called blue-groove vocalists (it includes Skye Edwards of Morcheeba and Tracey Thorn of Everything but the Girl), who use the delivery and seductive lilt of jazz to bring warmth to chilly avant-garde pop. Esthero's debut with her co-writer and producer, Doc (Martin McKinney), weaves hip-hop, drum and bass, funk and ska into tunes full...
...want to know who murdered those we loved," he said. "My daughter was 23. I would like to be walking the moors of the Isle Of Skye where she and I spent our holidays, not tramping the streets of The Hague...