Today's NYT Mini Crossword Clues And Answers For Wednesday, March 26th
In case you missed Monday's NYT Mini Crossword puzzle, you can find the answers here:
We're smack dab in the middle of the week. Odin's Day. A day for mischief. March is nearing its last gasp and April is nearly upon us. Let's solve this Mini Crossword!
The NYT Mini is a smaller, quicker, more digestible, bite-sized version of the larger and more challenging NYT Crossword, and unlike its larger sibling, it's free-to-play without a subscription to The New York Times. You can play it on the web or the app, though you'll need the app to tackle the archive.
Spoilers ahead!
1- Drinker's account — TAB
4- Not online, per modem shorthand — IRL
5- Home of the Pont Neuf (New Bridge) which is over 400 years old — PARIS
7- Soup component — BROTH
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8- Bright and lively, as music — JAZZY
1- Bejeweled accessory — TIARA
2- Rice, in Spanish — ARROZ
3- What's the rush? — BLITZ
5- Three-letter sandwich, informally — PBJ
6- Like wallflowers — SHY
Today's Mini Crossword
I managed to snag this one in just under a minute—59 seconds!—despite a few of these confounding me. I had no knowledge of Port Neuf or where it might be, and for whatever reason I associate IRL with 'In real life' not moden shorthand. Still, most of these (like bar tabs and soup broth) were easy enough.
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If you also play Wordle, I write guides about that as well. You can find those and all my TV guides, reviews and much more here on my blog. Thanks for reading!
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