Word: breakfasting
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Berlin, he invented his way around Europe (selling the patent rights to support himself), finally decided in 1935 to settle in the U.S. because "per unit of energy expended, the returns here are the greatest." But he has not succumbed to America's clock-punching bustle. He eats breakfast late, often does not get to his office till 5 p.m., often quits work at 6, always drinks a bottle of burgundy with dinner to drive out any traces of tedium. He never eats lunch, thinks it "the most godawful impediment to efficiency in this country." His only ambition, which...
From a letter in the Times of London from one William Pringle: "I am a Scotsman approaching 80 years of age and have been accustomed to have a plate of porridge daily for breakfast, and to this I attribute my good health. This morning I visited nearly a dozen shops in quest of some oatmeal, but failed to procure...
...flour is gradually declining in the U.S. Besides, profits in flour-making are small (raw material accounts for 80 to 90% of the selling price). Milling one-sixth of all U.S. flour (twice as much as its nearest competitor) and processing one-fifth of all U.S. dry breakfast cereals, General Mills did a gross business of nearly $300 million last year. Yet, despite the best efforts of the Lone Ranger and Jack Armstrong, the All-American Boy, its net profit was only $7 million...
...pantry, dispensary, clothes closet, private desk, passenger elevator; to the door of his office building, his office door, the third intermediate door ; to his typewriter, office desk, locker. Cigarets have to be kept in doubly-locked separate chests, and the jeep has to be locked six ways from breakfast, involving keys to the steering wheel, ignition, hood, spare tire, gas tank and tool locker...
Topsy, a Pig, & Grandmama. Father Rupert Potter, a barrister, was as awe-inspiring as Jehovah (see cut). In London's respectable Earl's Court, he and Mrs. Potter ate breakfast, alone, in absolute silence. Then Mr. Potter went to his club. At 1 o'clock, a small cutlet and some rice pudding went up to the nursery by the back stairs. Then a Calvinist nurse named McKenzie came and took little Beatrix for a good walk...