What is "boudin"

Usage examples of "boudin".

I was dreaming of Darwin again, dispatching killer girls around the universe, when Prang and Boudin knocked at my door.

It was a profile of a young man at Yale named Chesa Boudin, who had just been awarded a prestigious Rhodes Scholarship.

Kathy Boudin, two members of the sixties radical group Weather Underground, who have been in prison for more than twenty years for their part in a 1981 robbery of a Brinks truck that left two policemen and a guard dead.

And because his parents were in prison, Chesa Boudin was raised by two other members of the radical group, Bernadine Dohrn and Bill Ayers.

Chesa Boudin, of course, should not be condemned for the acts of his parents.

Maybe the Rhodes trustees, who have given Chesa Boudin lots of money for his studies, would want to make a small contribution to the fund.

Madeline Boudin, with whom he had been intimate, and three of her friends.

They had been driving down to a cottage on the Severn River, and Madeline Boudin had told the others she wanted to see Falsoner before she went.

Two women, talking on the steps of a house across the street, had also seen Falsoner, and had seen Madeline Boudin and her friends drive away.

Rush pushed back the telephone and looked through his clippings again until he found the address of Madeline Boudin, the woman who had visited Falsoner so soon before his death.

She knew Miss Boudin had moved to an apartment house in Garrison Avenue, but did not think she was living there now.

There was a Miss Boudin in 604, but her name was B-o-u-d-i-n, and she lived alone.

It was standing empty before the apartment building in which Madeline Boudin lived.

I wanted to drive deep into the Atchafalaya Swamp, past the confines of reason, into the past, into a world of lost dialects, gator hunters, busthead whiskey, moss harvesters, Jax beer, trotline runners, moonshiners, muskrat trappers, cockfights, bloodred boudin, a jigger of Jim Beam lowered into a frosted schooner of draft, outlaw shrimpers, dirty rice black from the pot, hogmeat cooked in rum, Pearl and Regal and Grand Prize and Lone Star iced down in washtubs, crawfish boiled with cob corn and artichokes, all of it on the tree-flooded, alluvial rim of the world, where the tides and the course of the sun were the only measures of time.

Then he hooked his hat on a wood peg and combed his hair in an oxidized mirror, lit an unfiltered cigarette, and sat down at a table by himself while a mulatto woman brought him a shot of whiskey and a beer on the side and a length of white boudin in a saucer.