Sentence examples for thin stew from inspiring English sources
The Guardian's Mike McCahill dubbed the film a "thin stew" and a "flatly indifferent cash-in".
The term scouse came from Labskaus – a name German sailors gave to a thin stew made from scrag ends.
They are queuing for an evening meal, a thin stew of rice with small lumps of sausage and carrot, and, on this occasion, a rare handout of flour, pasta and a few oranges.
The restaurant offers an American menu along with traditional -- and bland -- native fare like piki bread, paper-thin blue-corn tortillas and a thin stew of hominy and lamb.
I was charmed by his crazy rhapsodizing about Christopher Cross's "Sailing" ("gorgeous," and "just like a flotation tank") until I read the things he had to say about Linda Ronstadt ("You're No Good" was "overcooked and turned to slurry"), and about "Double Fantasy," one of the first albums I bought with my own money ("a thin stew of icky philosophies mushed in a blender").
Yet poking through the thin stew served up here in vain search of the one belly laugh or handful of chuckles that might justify handing over that hard-earned tenner this weekend, one is led to the conclusion comedy has never been quite as subjective as this.
Its thick, chestnut-tinted stew thinned and faded with age, and the musk whose foulness we thought would keep on growing forever eventually plateaued and settled into a stable maturity, like when you're mixing different types of booze and it hits that point where no matter what you add it just tastes like rubbing alcohol.
A guvec (lamb and vegetable stew with thin tomato sauce and vegetables) and moussaka disappointed me.
The boundaries between thick soups and stews are thin.
This was the most delicious food in Venice: the lightest polenta served with tiny, fluffy meatballs, zucchini flowers, tiny fried whitefish served in thin paper cones, a Venetian stew of chicken with artichokes, a perfect risotto and real Bellinis (no mix used here), and just-in-season peaches.
They're wise, and sweet, and remind me of childhood memories of my own nonna – a born Neapolitan cook with a terrible temper – who would sew up thin rolls of beef and stew them in sharp velvety red sauce, just as one of Jamie's teachers in one episode uses a needle and thread to seal flavour into her squid.
