Use them with abandon! It’s the summer months of sauce.
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Now, it’s nothing at all to do with béarnaise or XO, but “A Double Lifestyle,” by Flynn Berry, about a daughter’s marriage with her lacking father, an aristocrat accused of murder, is a thrilling browse for the seashore or hearth escape.
And you need to surely consider Sam Sanders’s “Closer to the Nursing Residence,” in Popula, a glance-again assessment of the celeb magazine Closer: “I saw a duplicate for the 1st time in many years a several months in the past,” she wrote, “and I preferred to see what it was up to now, how badly it experienced aged — basic ex things.”
Here’s Peter Schjeldahl in The New Yorker on how the Medici had been painted by the artists they supported.
Funkadelic’s third album, “Maggot Brain,” is turning 50. The Instances went deep on a prior to-and-after search at the music that educated it, and the tunes it informed, and it’s a wonderful experience to investigate it all. Do that.
Last but not least, as a quantity of language lecturers pointed out to me, I blew the French for the motto of the Affiliation 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 past.” My significant faculty French trainer would virtually rap my knuckles for that. Apologies. I’ll be again on Friday.