flaky

There are many, many problems where the physics is sort of flaky.

Season with lots of extra orange zest, juice, olive oil, flaky salt and mint.

It is the “glue that holds often flaky single malts together,” as Broom puts it.

Overnight, she was transformed from a Republican with a solid professional reputation into another flaky PC whiner.

Its flaky and slightly burned crust was reminiscent of crème brulee.

The phyllo cooks until golden, crisp, and flaky, and the cheesy spinach filling is addictive, to say the least.

And he himself brought her the golden-brown bouillon, in a dainty Sevres cup, with a flaky cracker or two on the saucer.

She had forced herself to eat most of her soup, and now she was picking the flaky bits of a court bouillon with her fork.

The residue in the dish consisted of undecomposed tar and an olive-green flaky substance.

His biscuits came to the table hot and flaky, his bacon was done to a turn.

This flaky part is as white as snow, and is the only eatable part of the fruit.