Word: breakfast
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Brava, hotel and cottage prices have zoomed 1,000% since 1950, but a fisherman's seaside cottage still rents for $70 a month. In Austria, pensions are charging as little as $3.30 a day with three meals. In Athens, an air-conditioned deluxe hotel room with bath and breakfast costs $7. For tourists who seek to savor the Continent's off-the-beaten-path charms, Greek villagers rent out clean rooms, are reluctant to take payment from foreigners. No nation will outshine Greece in tourist-luring music, dance, drama...
...trailed by two hired detectives who carefully avoided speaking to him; the registration in the cold hotel as "Mr. and Mrs."; the embarrassed moments in the double bed beside the girl in a nightgown, he reading a newspaper, she munching sweets as they waited for the housemaid to bring breakfast and witness the incriminating scene. At least three breakfasts on three mornings were considered essential. Until 1857, only Parliament could grant a divorce, and did so at about the rate of two a year. In 1937 Humorist-Novelist A. P. Herbert got through a divorce bill which extended the grounds...
...years has killed 1,324 bulls, and has survived innumerable gorings. On the day of the corrida, the matador gets up early to wet a finger to the wind. "If the wind lifts your cape," he explains, "you've got the bull in your lap." Then he has breakfast: nothing heavier than consomme and an orange, so that the surgeon, if need be, can operate tidily. Then he pulls on his suit of lights (traje de luces), says a grim goodbye to the wife and kids, puts flowers on his mother's grave, pops into the back...
...didn't leave the room, and after him [Detective] Wojciechowski came in, and since this was early in the morning and I was not allowed in the ladies' room, and it was 2 o'clock before we were arraigned and I had no breakfast and I had no lunch and I had to go to the ladies' room and finally I got very disturbed. I decided I will forget I am a lady-supposed to be-and I said, 'Mr. Wojciechowski, if you are not going to let me out of here, you lend...
Darkest After Dawn. In Leeds, England, Mrs. Harry Tillotson got a divorce after testifying that her husband had once rubbed margarine in her hair, hurled a fried egg at her, generally made breakfast time unbearable by slamming doors, banging pots and pans, playing the radio at top volume, whistling through his teeth...