And there are the words Dreyer currently dislikes most, even more than he dislikes “munch” and “nosh” and other distasteful eating-adjacent terms. Sitting recently in his book-crammed office at Penguin Random House, where he is vice president, executive managing editor and copy chief for Random House — a division within the larger company — Dreyer scribbled “smelly” and “stinky” on a card and slid it speedily across the desk, as if the card itself was emitting a foul stench. “I can’t say them out loud,” he said.
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The Staff of Life. And Caviar.
[Photo by JMN — Reus, Catalonia]
From a piece a while back in the NYTimes on how to make good caviar sandwiches. I’ve lost the reference, but I saved the above quote because I want to try this Pepperidge Farm bread, though in general I favor whole wheat bread. I’ve tried baking my own bread, but it’s too much trouble. So I’m on the lookout for commercial brands that aren’t lurkingly sweet. I’ve just returned from a lengthy stay in Spain, and can never figure out why excellent, fresh-baked bread is so available there and not here. I doubt, by the way, that I’ll ever make a caviar sandwich. I’d rather eat it straight out of the jar.
(c) 2019 JMN.