Crossword clues for glace
Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
"having a smooth, polished surface," 1847, from French glacé, past participle of glacer "to ice, give a gloss to," from Vulgar Latin *glaciare "to turn or make into ice," from Latin glacies "ice" (see glacial).
a. 1 having a glossy surface 2 coated with sugar; candied or crystallised
Usage examples of "glace".
They waved merrily, and Cig waved back good-bye, a smile frozen on her face like dried glace.
There were ginger chocolates, marron glacé chocolates, liqueur chocolates, and chocolates which stuck your teeth together.
The sprinklers began to die down outside the Duo, leaving the whole front garden glistening under a glacé patina.
It came modestly to the ankles and revealed black woollen stockings and glacé shoes with beaded toes.
Agnes Darling to curl her hair and dress her in a new blue glacé, in which she looked lovely.
She wore the blue glacé, in which she looked so charming, and twisted some jeweled stars in her bright auburn hair.
Onion soup was set before Angeline, followed by oysters en brochette, daube glace, wild roast turkey stuffed with oysters and pecans, a dish of grillades of veal.
He arranged the head-scan and the ophthalmology examination, and dropped in frequently to discuss the prices of second-hand motor cars, and eat the glace pineapple.
She got to play for the Blackville Society Tap Twizzlers when their own accompanist was arrested in Glace Bay.
He cast another glace of longing and terror at the amplifier as he passed.
For Mevrouw van Tecqx she bought a box of marrons glaces, something she had always hankered after herself and had never had.
I got up and fetched the tins of cheese straws and marrons glaces from the kitchen, but not the snails.
It must have been ten minutes later, not more, and I had been having QUITE an enjoyable chat with my hostess, and had promised to lend her The Eternal City and my recipe for rabbit mayonnaise, and was just about to offer a kind home for her third Persian kitten, when I perceived, out of the corner of my eye, that Reginald was not where I had left him, and that the marrons glaces were untasted.
While draped over the marrons glaces, three media VIPs parading capricious and exotic swimwear compared upwardly-mobile tattoos and technological toys in streetwise accents.
I lost myself quickly, therefore, in the crowd, and moved, as rapidly as it would allow me, toward the Galerie des Glaces, which lay in the direction opposite to that in which I saw the Count and my friend the Marquis moving.