Word: breakfast
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Venice rotted and went stormy with the end of summer. The last days were bittersweet like the cigarette of a man about to die. Champagne at dawn and sleep through the day. The most proper Englishman of all, burdened by a suspicion of having danced nude at breakfast, did not show himself again. Not many of us said good-bye. There was too much "see you around" in that...
Only the Holy Know. From that point on, solaced by his favorite wife, Queen Um Shagran, he settled into a remarkably sedate routine. A Moslem teetotaler and nonsmoker for many years, he made a point of rising early, spending some time at prayer and then eating a frugal breakfast of milk, toast and honey. Next came audiences in the throne room that he had had constructed in the hotel, followed by a minuscule lunch, a nap, and a relaxing hour or two with his daughters and their children. Dinner usually consisted of a glass of milk, and bedtime was before...
...found it possible to stay alive on this budget by rising slowly to a breakfast of two (2) eggs, one (1) toast, one (1) coffee, and grits (several). Lunch-dinner-dessert (they were identical), a Whopper Burger and a strawberry shake. Tom Foltz '69 Field Representative in Alabama, had wired frozen chicken dinners to his engine block to avoid spending his $1.50 for dinner in a cafe. On the road, most of us slept in sleeping bags or in the car. By the end of the summer each of us had put between 12,000 and 16,000 miles...
With the audience shouting its approval and clapping along, the buskers put on the biggest one-night pitch in their his tory. Partridge himself sang Rosie and his latest single, Breakfast on Pluto. As much of a hit was the grande dame of busking's elder set: a round, waddling littie woman of 54 known only as Meg, who sang Danny Boy in a round, waddling contralto. Said she: "I only sing classical." The Spoonies, two stubble-chinned men in their 60s named Scottie and Georgie, clattered through Waltzing Matilda, one whacking a banjo, the other clicking two bent...
Sometimes, however, a show's future looks sufficiently ominous for the producer to close it before its official opening. One of the most legendary examples is David Merrick's musical Breakfast at Tiffany's. That one changed its title as well as directors and writers on the road. Originally written by screenwriter Nunnally Johnson, the musical's book was turned over to Abe Burrows and, eventually, Edward Albee. After six hellish weeks in Boston and Philadelphia Tiffany's played four previews in New York before Merrick closed it at a personal loss...