Use them with abandon! It is the summer season of sauce.
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Now, it’s almost nothing to do with béarnaise or XO, but “A Double Daily life,” by Flynn Berry, about a daughter’s relationship with her missing father, an aristocrat accused of murder, is a thrilling browse for the seashore or fire escape.
And you should really unquestionably consider Sam Sanders’s “Closer to the Nursing Home,” in Popula, a appear-back assessment of the celeb magazine Closer: “I noticed a copy for the very first time in yrs a handful of months in the past,” she wrote, “and I wanted to see what it was up to now, how terribly it had aged — essential ex things.”
Here’s Peter Schjeldahl in The New Yorker on how the Medici were painted by the artists they supported.
Funkadelic’s 3rd album, “Maggot Brain,” is turning 50. The Occasions went deep on a prior to-and-immediately after seem at the tunes that educated it, and the music it knowledgeable, and it’s a glorious journey to investigate it all. Do that.
At last, as a number of language teachers pointed out to me, I blew the French for the motto of the Association de sauvegarde de l’oeuf mayonnaise in Monday’s newsletter. It is “Le temps passe, les oeufs durent” (not “les temps” and not “passé). “Time passes, the eggs last.” My significant university French instructor would actually rap my knuckles for that. Apologies. I’ll be again on Friday.