"Powdered sugar" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... with sour stuffing swimming in thick cream, barley bread, some curds, powdered sugar mixed with cinnamon, and a jug of kwass, the ordinary Russian beer, were placed before him, and sufficed to satisfy his hunger. He did justice to the meal, which was more than could be said of his neighbor at table, who, having, in ...
— Michael Strogoff - or, The Courier of the Czar • Jules Verne
... to be incombustible. They first gradually habituate the skin, the mouth, throat and stomach to great degrees of heat, then they rub the skin with hard soap. The tongue is also covered with hard soap and over that a layer of powdered sugar. By this means an investigating professor was enabled to reproduce the wonders which had ...
— The Miracle Mongers, an Expos • Harry Houdini
... when she wakes, by two little green wild plums pickled in vinegar and rolled in powdered sugar. A cup of tea completes this almost traditional breakfast of Japan, the very same Madame Prune is eating downstairs, the same served up to travelers ...
— Madame Chrysantheme • Pierre Loti
... and mix until smooth. Fold in the stiffly-beaten egg whites and add the cherries. Drop by spoonfuls into hot fat (360-f) and cook 2 to 5 minutes or until browned. Drain on absorbent paper and serve with powdered sugar or fruit sauce. Other fruits ...
— Pennsylvania Dutch Cooking • Unknown
... as you like and I'm with you. Just now you may pass me the powdered sugar. I want ...
— Tom Swift in the City of Gold, or, Marvelous Adventures Underground • Victor Appleton
... hopeless to explain ourselves to the waiter, we let the thing go, and trusted to Providence; and in about ten minutes the man brought us a steaming omelette, with about a pound of strawberry jam inside, and powdered sugar all over the outside. We put a deal of pepper and salt on it to try and counteract the flavour of the sweets, but we did not ...
— Diary of a Pilgrimage • Jerome K. Jerome
... most on the chance of having a more unrestrained conversation with Bluebell than he cared for under the eyes of her responsible guardians. His projects also were to prove futile, for that young person was speeding over the frozen tract on the common at the time. The snow was as dry and hard as powdered sugar, and her cloud was stiff with her frozen breath; her ears felt as though she had thrust them into a holly-bush, and the razor-like wind in that unsheltered spot must have arrested the circulation of any less healthy and ...
— Bluebell - A Novel • Mrs. George Croft Huddleston |
