Word: brunched
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...home life," explains Gilbert's wife Rose, who teaches English at Pacific Palisades High School. "They love having this hangout." Bill Walton would agree. At last year's Thanksgiving dinner, a basketball team tradition at the Gilberts' that ranks next to Sunday bagels-and-lox brunch, Walton (on a dare) gleefully wolfed down an entire pumpkin pie smothered with a quart of ice cream. When Bill came down with a severe strep throat last season, he went to the Gilberts' to recuperate. Says Walton of Sam: "He's just a great dude...
...Ernest Borgnine, variously outfitted in starchy white smocks that bespeak technical competence or clinging T shirts that display reassuring reserves of sexuality or brawn. But Ben Gazzara, captain of the Neptune, appears in blue oxford shirt and cranberry cardigan, as if he had suited up for a Sunday brunch. Gazzara further emphasizes his distance from this whole sodden scientific adventure by remaining resolutely unimpressed whenever some monster fish is loosed upon the Neptune by the special-effects department. Instead of gaping on cue like the rest of the cast. Gazzara merely looks disgusted. As well he might...
Food Services' other contingency plans include a possible decline in the frequency with which meat is served at breakfast, and as yet undefined "changes in the brunch presentation," Weissbecker said...
...irony is that the social heights to which Crystal aspires operate on a code of ethics no more elevated than hers. These women lie, cheat on their cheating husbands, booze it up and assassinate each other's characters between brunch and bridge. Even while she gives tongue to their malice, Mrs. Luce clearly sees them as parasites who neither toil nor spin, except for their cunning webs of mischief. Like a social anthropologist, she follows these felines to their lairs-exercise parlors, hairdresser sessions, nightclub powder rooms. In an all-female play, these scenes cater to the U.S. male...
...guest of honor at just such an affair, talking about the struggles of my childhood and how I overcame them. I particularly liked the part in my dreams when I gave myself a standing ovation." Humorist Art Buchwald, 46, was telling it like it had been to the sesquicentennial brunch of New York's Jewish Child Care Association. His fantasy that he was really a Rothschild who had been kidnaped by gypsies didn't quite come true, but as a columnist for the Paris Herald Tribune, "I lived it up with the international set, sailed on Onassis...