Crossword-Solution: CARNE
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| CARNE | anagram | ANCRE, CANER, CERNA, CRANE, CRENA, NACRE, NERAC, RANCE, RECAN |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
TEARE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with CARNE (5)
Carne, Wesleyan missionary, had occasion to visit Mataafa's camp, and spoke of the practice with abhorrence.
While staying in this upper region, we lived entirely upon tortoise-meat: the breast-plate roasted (as the Gauchos do _carne con cuero_), with the flesh on it, is very good; and the young tortoises make excellent soup; but otherwise the meat to my taste is indifferent.
Often had Tansey strolled down to these stands at night to partake of the delectable _chili-con-carne_, a dish evolved by the genius of Mexico, composed of delicate meats minced with aromatic herbs and the poignant _chili colorado_--a compound full of singular flavour and a fiery zest delightful to the Southron's palate.
Antelope steaks and fried liver to begin on, and venison cutlets with _chili con carne_ and pineapple fritters, and then some sardines and mixed pickles; and top it off with a can of yellow clings and a bottle of beer.
Her mother's maiden name was Carne: and, both on father's and mother's side, the Branwell family were sufficiently well descended to enable them to mix in the best society that Penzance then afforded.
Quotes with CARNE (3)
Yo soy carne muerta. Translation: I am dead meat.
The Dream Lord Byron Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality, And dreams in their development have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy; They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off waking toils, They do divide our being; they become A portion of ourselves as of our time, And look like heralds of eternity; …
Hawksmoor had often noticed how, in the moments when he first carne upon a corpse, all the objects around it wavered for an instant and became unreal- the trees which rose above a body hidden in woodland, the movement of the river which had washed a body onto its banks, the cars or hedges in a suburban street where a murderer had left a victim, all of these things seemed at such times to be suddenly drained of meaning like an hallucination.
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Appears in: Boston Globe, Chronicle, Crossroads, CrosSynergy, LAT, Newsday, New Yorker, NY Sun, NYT, S&S, Three Across, Universal, USA TODAY, WP, WSJ.
Used 122 times in crossword archives (1957–2025).