Word: caf
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Americans don't have the guts to be bullfighters." This remark, tossed off in a Mexico City café, infuriated a young poster artist with flaming red hair and a temper to match. He flared back: "Americans have more guts in their little fingers than the rest of the world put together!" To make good his boast, Brooklyn-born Sidney Franklin had to learn enough about bullfight technique to get through a face-saving appearance with yearling bulls at a rancho in the country. That was back in 1922, and with time off for wars, revolutions and surgical operations...
Best of all, Portugal likes to listen to the fado songs of dark-eyed Amalia Rodrigues. In Lisbon, every taxi driver can point out her house; her appearance in one of the cafés, theaters or casinos is cause for celebration. In the dozen years she has been singing professionally, Europe and Brazil have also savored her fados, but it was not until this season that Amalia was introduced to the U.S. She began what is likely to be a long run at the Manhattan nightclub La Vie en Rose...
Everybody in Austria makes fun of "Poldi" Figl, red-faced, horny-handed son of a winegrower. In the music halls, in cafés all around the Ring, in the Heurigen (wine gardens) of Vienna's cobbled suburbs, Figl's country manners, wine tippling, and his let-it-go-till-tomorrow administration are the butts of the people's jokes (and Figl's). They call him "Leopold the Last," but they love...
People who see little of him think of him as a garrulous, facetious and easygoing nightbird whose one aim in life is to figure in the list of spurious personalities who make up café society. Those who have seen him from inside the circus know him as a stubborn man of uncommon determination, whose whole life is devoted to proving himself as big a man and a better showman than his uncle, John Ringling...
...about $5,000 a year) to sit and think. This Merleau-Ponty is eminently well qualified to do. A shy, retiring type, less noticed than his flashier school chum, he has been writing heavy technical works on philosophy ( The Structure of Behavior, The Phenomenology of Perception). In the existentialist cafés, Merleau-Ponty's appointment was greeted with dismay, "Ça alors," protested a young woman in blue denims and a wind jacket, "you think you are in the avant-garde and then one day, presto, you are in the rear guard...