Word: bistros
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...state), Britain's gamesome King Edward VII and gamey King Leopold II of the Belgians were just as intime chez Maxim. To many another princely sprig, millionaire, archduke and demimondaine of the fey '90s, Maxim's in Paris' rue Royale was the most elegant bistro in Europe, the gaudiest symbol of the mauve decadence. Its décor was the most glittery, its women the most ravishing, its top-drawer scandals the most toothsome. No Manhattan nightclub captain was ever so suave or tactful as Maxim's famed, monocled Chasseur Gérard, who, with...
This underground bistro has since become the Ken Club, where such bands as those of Red Allen, Bill Davison, Gene Sedric, and Frankie Newton played in the period from Pearl Harbor until early '44, after which a new entertainment policy featuring a juke box was adopted...
...down-at-heel bistro on the French Riviera one night in August 1944, a pianist lazily fingered a nostalgic ballad from a crudely cleffed manuscript. Some G.I.s at the bar asked to hear it again. The musician played it once more, and then told its history. A Jewish friend of his in Nice, hunted by the Gestapo, had written it three years before, had left it with a publisher, then fled to the Alpes-Maritimes to join a band of the Maquis. Its title reflected its composer's despair: C'est Fini (It Is Finished...
...have become a nation to us, not merely charming and gifted individuals-a nation with a political and social conscience. It did not need a Roosevelt to teach this to me personally, but that is what he has done to the charwomen of London, the bistro proprietor in Provence, the factory hand in Kharkov...
Celebrities at the Stork. One day her father's old friend, Quentin Reynolds, almost the only friend she had in New York then, took her to a 53rd Street bistro just coming into vogue, the Stork Club. There, while Reynolds waited for a friend, Anita haltingly sipped an orangeade. The people she met were all fond of Bud Counihan; they found it, now, remarkably easy to be fond of his girl Anita. In a matter of weeks her friends had increased from one to 201; in a matter of months, Bud's beautiful daughter was the toast...