Word: buffetting
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...conversations along the buffet table consist mostly of insurance firm gossip, lamentations about the stock market, and the latest round of fifty-year old debates on the relative merits of the Yankees and the Red Sox. But this year, more than a few alumni mentioned either excitement or concern about the possibility of Harvard launching a major capital fund drive, the first such drive here since the mid-fifties...
...Ramayana, which opened six years ago as one of Manhattan's few Indonesian restaurants, boasts a striking decor: a pedicab parked in the lobby, menus bound in batik, hostesses in flowing Indonesian gowns. At night, when native dancers perform, the restaurant's prices are high, but the buffet lunch is a bargain: for $5.50, guests can take their pick of dozens of spicy (skewered beef) or sweet (banana soup) dishes. For some executives from nearby oil-company offices, however, the food must have a bitter taste these days. According to the Securities and Exchange Commission, the restaurant...
...Stevens, the director of the American Film Institute; many Carter friends and staffers were at her party for Tom Brokaw, host of NBC's Today show. Other partygivers in Washington, where the sitdown, candlelight dinner still prevails, have duly noted that the Harrimans and the Stevenses both served buffet style, in keeping with the Carter crowd's informal manner...
...going to have to call Mrs. Carter and say I just can't make the deadline and would she mind staying a few more days at Blair House." One evening the President searched fruitlessly through his bureau drawers for a turtleneck shirt for an informal buffet dinner. Settling for a white dress shirt and tie, Ford explained to his host, Photographer David Kennerly, "I know I was supposed to dress casually, but this is all that was left...
...next night, back in the White House, the President kept his emotions in check and his thoughts closely guarded. He watched the returns from the second-floor living room and den, sipping drinks and dining on a buffet of beef stroganoff, seafood creole, fresh fruit and pastries. Surrounded by his family and a few friends, he exhibited outer confidence. Yet the mood of the gathering was apprehensive. After 3 a.m., before the latest return had gone sour and Carter had congratulated him for a superb campaign, the man who had come so heartbreakingly close went to sleep without conceding...