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Like any husband home from work, Attorney General Herbert Brownell Jr. chatted with the wife, drank a bourbon and water and downed a leisurely dinner (chicken, peas and ginger cake). Then he drove to a Washington TV studio to report to the nation, at President Eisenhower's request, on "The Fight Against Communism." Confidently, Brownell spelled out the problem of Communist infiltration and what is being done to combat...
Little Louis Dieudonne de Bourbon, at the age of six, was taught an amusing game. Every morning, on awakening, he was to tell himself he was about to act God: every night, on going to bed, he was to ask himself how close he had come to the Original. Little Louis liked the game so much that as King Louis XIV of France (which he became at the age of four), he played it for keeps. He had been named Dieudonne-God-given-and believed it. In The Splendid Century, British Author W. H. Lewis shows that despite the King...
...want to congratulate you on your enlightening and whimsical delineation of Senator Joe McCarthy's kaleidoscopical antics which were all mixed up with frozen pork chops, Maryland ham, Wisconsin cheese, bourbon-to say nothing of bottled-up frustrations...
Meanwhile, the job seeker from Wisconsin knew what to do. Digging into the groceries, he started to get dinner. He found some frozen pork chops, which he broiled (he is not looking for a cook's job), a fine Maryland ham, a Wisconsin cheese, some bourbon, some seltzer...
...have appointments: most seemed to have no specific business. They came, as it were, out of the woodwork, as they always come to hover around a man of power. Some got the Senator in a corner and talked earnestly to him. Some wandered into the kitchen and sampled the bourbon. Some just stood around. Between conversations and phone calls, the Senator ate dinner in the kitchen. The broiler of pork chops, having eaten his fill, made a serious pitch for a job, but the Senator promised nothing...