icinged
Jump to navigation
Jump to search
English[edit]
Etymology[edit]
Adjective[edit]
icinged (not comparable)
- Having icing.
- 1945 February 20, Joseph Cornell, edited by Mary Ann Caws, Joseph Cornell’s Theater of the Mind: Selected Diaries, Letters, and Files, New York, N.Y., London: Thames and Hudson, published 1993, →ISBN, page 120:
- Bought icinged rum ring treat.
- 1949 March, Jean Libman Block, “Stop the Music”, in Cosmopolitan, volume 126, number 3, New York, N.Y.: Hearst Magazines Inc., page 56, column 2:
- Their wives take time out each afternoon from keeping house in a pink-icinged bungalow in Fort Lauderdale to drive the baby to the beach and stretch out blissfully on the shining hot sand.
- 1964 March 5, The Cumberland News, volume 26, number 122, Cumberland, Md., page 2:
- Mrs. Philip Axe pushes an icinged finger into the mouth of one of her quadruplet daughters during the girls’ first birthday party at St. Rita’s Hospital in Lima, Ohio, yesterday.
- 1975, William Gaddis, J R, New York, N.Y.: Alfred A. Knopf, →ISBN, page 652:
- But they can sparkle with an engaging warmth and the bulldog set of his jaw breaks in a boyish grin when asked about his youth . . . he hunched closer to blow at an icinged crumb, —ful, youthful surroundings and the influences that shaped his formula for successful marketing bluntly expressed in a recent interview as, simply, what works.
- 1977, John McPhee, Coming into the Country, New York, N.Y.: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, →ISBN, pages 37–38:
- Nobody’s skin is going to turn brown on these eggs—or on cinnamon-apple-flavored Instant Quaker Oatmeal, or Tang, or Swiss Miss, or on cold pink-icinged Pop-Tarts with raspberry filling.
- 1984, Seymour Britchky, The Restaurants of New York, 1985 Edition, New York, N.Y.: Simon and Schuster, →ISBN, page 136:
- The rum cake is an icinged, booze-soaked, layered affair of white cake and chocolate mousse.
- 2006, Anthony Bidulka, Stain of the Berry: A Russell Quant Mystery, Toronto, Ont.: Q Press/Insomniac Press, →ISBN, page 121:
- To balance out the menu, tortes and cobblers replaced sticky-icinged cake, and Kool-Aid and root beer and Pilsner were supplanted by Veuve Clicquot and frozen gin served in silver-plated flasks for that authentic out-in-the-woods feeling I so fondly remember.