Hayey

That inevitable pork fat that flavors everything after one gets west of Buffalo, and a little off the line of travel that leads you through the great hotels in the great cities in America, — that saleratus bread, hayey tea, clammy pie-crust, […]

"I am sure it is a year since I ate one before," Lollie wrote, "but in spite of a hayey flavor I liked it"

It looked all dim and hayey inside. My stomach tingled. Please let there be kids at the farm, someone my age. I just had to play in that barn. I'd read about kids swinging in haylofts, but I'd never done fun stuff like that.