A Short Story : The Story Of Monsieur Apricot?

So began a thrice-daily ritual on the raft, with pumpkin pie and spaghetti being the favorite subjects. The men came to know louise’s recipes so well that if louie skipped a step or forgot an ingredient, Phil, and sometimes Mac, would quickly correct him and make him start over.” Instead of just saying “they were starving” Hillenbrand instead talks about how they fantasized about Louie’s Mother's cooking. She uses detail of the cooking to develop how hungry they are and to show the lack of food they have. I know when I'm hungry I often think about my mother's mash potatoes and ham, and how she puts everything together and cooks.

“A commissary!” the matron was struck breathless when Lizabeth asked this. She had decided that Lizabeth was not normal. She had seemed too stupid to defend herself in court. “She must be interested in food!” the matron had decided to herself.

Statistically, for every 100,000 people in the U.S., there are roughly 5.1 intentional murders. While intentional murders don’t relate very much to writing, they do relate to “The Cask of Amontillado”. More specifically, the tone of Poe’s story. Throughout the story, the tone is slightly obscured, which means it requires more in-depth analysis. The tone appears to be more gloomy and sinister. Reasons such as word choice, descriptions, and the use of certain phrases help make the tone more evident. Analyzing the tone to the story can help provide both a more in-depth understanding, and it can help in understanding more of Poe’s works in the future.

He then apologized to us for the delusional woman having came into the diner ruining our lunch. Then, asked us to pay her no mind, telling us that, Caroline Hemstock was just a harmless, old woman who was suffering from some form of Alzheimer’s or schizophrenia, or some other type of neurological disease, as he had put it. He then mentioned that Caroline could no-longer distinguish between reality and the old myths and wives tales that the village was known for. He then offered to pay for our lunches, to which my mama—finally no longer being taciturn—said, “Oh, that’s very kind of you, but it wasn’t any of your fault what happened. Your business shouldn’t suffer because of what someone else did. Besides, the old woman didn’t harm anyone, we’re just fine.” The large man then smiled warmly at me first then at my mama before saying, “That’s very kind of you. You two be sure to let me know if you needed anything else then.” he then turned around and headed back to the kitchen. After that my mama promptly paid for our food and we left even though we hadn’t yet finished our meals. Neither one of us felt much like eating any longer anyways

Jacob Price Informative Speech Outline Topic: Overweight and Obesity in the United States Opening with Impact: “ I want everybody to put up ten fingers. This represents the United States population ages twenty and up. Now everybody put down 3 fingers. That leaves you with seven fingers.

Is there any coffee left?” Ernest asked, holding up his cup. “Sure,” Don said and filled it. “I don’t know if you knew it, but once Butch healed, he was the sweetest dog, I have ever seen. He lived in our home for years until we gave him to my nephew for his son.” Ernest smiled and said, “I never knew that. It was funny at the time you scared the hell out of me when you told me you gave no one discounts. If anybody asked for one that you charged them double.” “I remember the expression on your face was priceless.” “It surprised me when you told me, your name was Don and to never call you doctor again.” Ernest said, "It sure didn’t take you long to decide you wanted the sick animals, and I could have the healthy ones until we found homes for them. Was that your original plan?” “Oh, no, when I saw you with the injured dog, I knew at once, we could work together, and the stories around town about you were bullshit,” he said, as the phone rang. “Dr. Kelley, my I help you,” answering the phone, he said. “What’s wrong with Fluffy today?” “Sure, I’ll come by after work. It will not be necessary to bring Fluffy to the

Sally walked through the door quietly. It was very stinky, dirty, and gross! Aunt Sarah was awful! She was fat, stinky, ugly, and an awful cook! “Mrs. Chipley, please don't make me stay!” Sally said with horror. “ Get over here, you little runt!” Aunt Sarah said meanly to Sally. “Yes, mame.” Sally said with sadness.

“I seen you,” Mrs. Cunningham said as she took the bread out of the toaster to place on the plate. Her eyes caught Jayda’s as she looked back at her. Jayda knew that she would soon give her the speech about eating from the pot that everyone eats from but since it was just three people in the house who happens to be family, Jayda never understood what the big deal was. Jayda rolled her eyes just a bit, which made lightening flash right above the house and Mrs. Cunningham

“Fräulein Kühn. Thank you for your assistance.” Herr Franke stood and pointed to the table with urgency. “Fräulein Frederickson, please place the dish on the table, you may both leave.” I bowed my head in acknowledgement and moved to walk out quickly when Herr Ulbricht reached for my arm to stop me. This surprised all who were present.

‘I will speak to the children. And you had better think it over, and if you really wish to go, tell me tomorrow” (57). The mother treats the cook like a child who cannot make a rational decision. The tone between the children, the narrator, and the mother all come across as patronizing: “No one could be expected to feel very kindly towards the cook, since it was entirely through her making such a fuss about a little foreign mud that the carpet had been taken away” (59). The narrator encourages the readers to buy into these stereotypes and believe that the blame should be placed on the cook, rather than the children who made the mess.

Sally is not a proficient cook, and is dependent on her husband’s income for her lifestyle, which appears to be very mundane, and she worries about things that seem insignificant, like being able to make breakfast for her husband, or the fact that he will not learn how to play cards. Her husband is self-centered, more concerned about how his wife dotes on him, expecting her to be able to react to his whims. Admonishing her for suggesting that he eat breakfast downtown, as remarking that a good wife would never send her husband out to work hungry. Sally self blames herself as her maid Mary Elizabeth is late arriving to work and she has to try to prepare breakfast which turns

The issue of the legalization of medical marijuana in the United States has been around for many years. Currently, twenty nine states have legalized medicinal marijuana. This problem is based off of interpretation due to its controversy. Therefore, “There is no single simple procedure for resolving interpretive issues or settling interpretive disputes” (Rudinow, J., & Barry, V. E., 2008, p.39).

Mornings, the dreaded sunlight always beaming with such happiness with such life giving essence and those fucking annoying birds. So, bloody cheerfully chirping. Chirp. Chirp. Chirp.

It was a Friday night and Wright, who was almost always at his law firm, Oakland and Scot, finally had enough time to cook a nice dinner at his posh little apartment. The aroma from the kitchen filled every room with the loveliest of scents from his inexplicably good cooking. Rose’s brother had many passions, but she didn’t know French cuisine was included on the list until she arrived that evening. He made a beautifully crafted French onion soup, duck confit, a personal favorite he later told her, and for dessert, a challenging, but incredibly delicious chocolate souffle was prepared. Everything was perfect. The two sat down at his round wooden table and dug into the grand supper.

Yoongi’s tenderly whispers, gazing at Seungwan with soft, loving eyes as his calloused palm cups her porcelain, rosy cheeks. She glances timidly at him, feeling suddenly vulnerable and defenseless at his intimate proximity, before breaking out in a reserved smile.