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chablis
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Word definitions in Wiktionary
n. (alternative case form of Chablis English)
Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
Word definitions in Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
light, white Burgundy wine, 1660s, named for town of Chablis southeast of Paris. Made only of Chardonnay grapes. The French word chablis (16c.) is literally "deadwood," fallen from a tree through age or brought down by wind, short for bois chablis , from ...
Usage examples of chablis.
All that, before a bottle of Chablis smoothed their way for the lobster, butter running down his thumb onto the white tablecloth, before the light and the aerator were installed and the plants submerged in the tank, before another delivery brought more bills and anonymous personalized invitations and a script indecently titled from a playwriting hopeful thirsting for production and before another rushed a lone angelfish in a plasticized transparency to take up residence among the water sprite and Ludwigia and wavering fronds of Spatterdock enveloped in silence and the eerie illumination neither day nor night, spooky was the word for it as his hand glided over her breasts, now could he feel it?
Gin, vodka, aquavit, Chablis and hock, arrak and Calvados heaped six feet high on one side.
Chablis, the whole dognapping business was a finger in the dike, at best.
Dahlia House from the auction block, and it was dognapping Chablis that eventually led Tinkie to hire me for my first case.
Klingsor, who had forgotten during his months in the country, was astonished that all these things still existed, these dear, cheerful things: trout, smoked ham, asparagus, Chablis, Valais Dole, Benedictine.
Pinky Boyette, Gabe Lauderback, and John Peoples, having earlier boosted a box of thirty-six candy bars, a jug of pink chablis, and some chips from a corner convenience store, were lazing around the old, rotting bandstand in the park, washing down mouthfuls of gooey chocolate with swallows of wine and awaiting the onset of darkness, the time when they could begin to prowl the surrounding streets in search of prey, for the morning would come soon enough and with it would come the need for money to buy the wherewithal to feed their habits.
She suggested a good Chablis and, trying to avert his eyes from the price, he ordered it.
The light began to change, thinning from rich afternoon mead to a more sophisticated predusk Chablis which slanted in through the trees and picked up the wings of insects dancing over the surface.
The cold chicken and modest brand of Chablis waiting for her at home should give way to a banquet of more festive nature.
Tarte Valentoise, hot from the oven, the Gruyere cheese, blending just so with the tarragon mustard, made an excellent hors d'oeuvre, pate de saumon, served with shrimp sauce, followed by fillets of lamb accompanied by a fresh tomato puree and tiny potatoes, and all washed down by Chablis Grand Cru.
The waiter looked quite upset as he removed the menus, their choice was obviously too modest, although the wine waiter treated the doctor's choice of a bottle of red burgundy for himself and a bottle of Chablis Grand Cru for the ladies with the respect it deserved.
She wasn't quite sure what this might be--a pancake with peaches didn't seem quite exquisite enough for their surroundings, but the turbot was delicious, washed down with a Chablis which her companion assured her would make the meal all the more enjoyable.
Long were the nights, as a-riot with Hepatomachy and Pursuit, as the days a-tangle with Rumor and Faithlessness, not to mention wayward Barouches, opiated Chablis at Pick-nicks unforeseen, Ear-rings lost and found, invisible Street-Singers echoing 'round the Corners, the Melancholy of the City at sunset, a descent, like passing into sleep, uneasy and full of terror till we be establish'd once more within the Evening, as within the Evening's first Dream My efforts to reach Vaucanson were not without Repercussion.
What prawns tabasco and Poule au Pot had begun, the Chambertin '64 and its successor, a refined vinegar that Sir Giles chose to imagine was a Chablis, had completed.
Bobby and I had spent the better part of the day drinking beer and bourbon and bad Chablis, gnawing barbecued spareribs and sourdough bread tough enough to tug your dentures out.