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“The nova, a treat, was fresh like the cream cheese under its wax paper, and I left a neighbor arguing with the man at the counter over the precise definition of a half-sour pickle.”
“At his Miami hot spot, Michael's Genuine Food and Drink, panades are often fashioned out of leftover half-sour peasant loaves and rounded out by whatever produce is freshest.”
“Swirl in chocolates, strong cheeses, and a half-sour pickle.”
“Some of it—the pickled mushrooms in their gooey aspic; the half-sour garlic tinted pink with beet juice; and the salted herring with onions and boiled potatoes—I can probably find in some specialty shops in the States.”
“She ushers me into the dining room, where the table is spread with food—exactly the food that she used to scold Mr. S. for eating: corned beef and pastrami, half-sour pickles, potato chips.”
“Also at the farmers' market: the aforementioned kettle corn, a bunch of homemade pickles hot and spicy and half-sour that weren't quite as good as the homemade kosher one I tried, and fresh tamales covered in pico de gallo.”
“He could smell the crushed turf and the stronger earth, a faint unrecognised smell, half-sweet, half-sour, from the clump of bulbous-leaved plants brightly green against the silver of the granite, the sea smell and the pungent sweat of warm flesh and sex.”
“Together, they pulled everything out of the refrigerator, and produced a feast of Jewish salami and feta cheese and hard-boiled eggs and tomatoes and black bread and sweet butter and half-sour pickles and big black Greek olives and raw Spanish onions and beer, and trotted all of it back to bed with them and sat there gorging themselves and talking and drinking and laughing and touching each other with tender fingertips.”
“Bless you, Clate knew the time when he'd carried buckets full of half-sour milk to the hogs.”
“Louvre, a "Rape of Europa," by an unknown painter -- a humorous delicate thing, of an enraptured; fair-haired girl mounted on a prancing white bull, crossing a shallow stream, while on the bank all her white girl-companions were gathered, turning half-sour, half-envious faces away from that too-fearful spectacle, while one of them tried with timid desperation to mount astride of a sitting cow, and follow.”
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