Stored tobacco is liable to be attacked and ruined by the " cigarette beetle," a cosmopolitan insect of very varied tastes, feeding not only on dried tobacco of all kinds, including snuff, but also on rhubarb, cayenne pepper, tumeric, ginger, figs and herbarium specimens.
"Ginger Ale," she said, as if reading his mind.
The bread-fruit, sago, banana, vanilla, ginger, arrowroot and curcuma grow wild.
The natural and forest products of Mexico include the agave and yucca (ixtle) fibres already mentioned; the " ceibon " fibre derived from the silk-cotton tree (Bombax pentandria); rubber and vanilla in addition to the cultivated products; palm oil; castor beans; ginger; chicle, the gum extracted from the " chico-zapote " tree (Achras sapota); logwood and other dye-woods; mahogany, rosewood, ebony, cedar and other valuable woods; " cascalote " or divi-divi; jalap root (Ipomaea); sarsaparilla (Smilax); nuts and fruits.
Joseph stormed by Dean and Fred without a word, but Ginger lingered to finish her cigarette.
Dean just smiled, wondering how Ginger and Joseph would know where brother and sister-in-law were if they themselves hadn't lied like the proverbial rug and done the exact same thing as the pair they were accusing.
Though whips and chains wouldn't have gotten him to admit it, he was so insanely jealous of his brother's moment of glory he would have sold his soul and auctioned wife Ginger to have done the same damn thing.
"As it sailed over the backstop," wife Ginger giggled, as only a wife can do.
"Ask any honest woman who she'd rather sleep with," slurred Ginger, "a jock or a PhD."
"He must have," Ginger answered for her husband.
Ginger muttered an apology, but Joseph was far from finished.
He turned to leave, grabbing a protesting Ginger by the arm.
It was the man he'd seen talking to Ginger Dawkins at the Farmer's Market on Sunday.
Next in importance come ginger, coriander, aniseed, black cummin, and fenugreek.
Ginger, coiffed and styled by the best, was ready for a fashion photographer's lens while continually rolling her eyes with disdain toward her sister-in-law.
Ginger was steaming mad.
I wonder if Ginger is thinking about dumping Joseph?
One couple is sleeping apart, so I suppose Ginger and Joseph are already estranged.
Ginger had—maybe is still having—an affair with her husband's brother, and if she isn't sleeping with their attorney it isn't because neither isn't trying.
Fred O'Connor was in the living room, hosting three of the four Dawkins, with Ginger missing, when the Deans returned to their bed and breakfast.
As he started his Jeep, Ginger Dawkins, light blue sweater slung over her arm, came up the street and gave Dean an innocent wave.
He wiped his prints and replaced it, wondering if Joseph or Ginger Dawkins was responsible for the gunshot at the mine.
The sound of thrown objects, yells, and stomps were followed by Ginger Dawkins's terse announcement that she was moving to the Beaumont, alone, thank you.
Ginger Dawkins was sitting on the porch in her pretty blue sweater as if she'd never huffed and puffed her exit a day earlier.
Ginger administered whack number two, followed with a 'be nice' comment.
Ginger glanced up at Dean.
As the group passed the stairs, Ginger Dawkins was coming down.
"I see Ginger is back," she said with a smile as they sat.
A nosy bartender told me Ginger was expecting something a bit more lasting than her attorney had to offer.
I guess Ginger counted the new eggs in the family basket and skipped back to the hubby's bed.
We found the back opening when Ginger went poking around up there with Dickinson Faust.