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...will win a brand-new car, a free vacation to Tahiti or the West Indies, or another prize. Will it work? One skeptical tourist official sighs, "Parisians are born complainers-they don't even like each other, not to mention tourists." And he shrugs: "The smile of a café waiter is more fleeting than a rose...
...York are restaurateurs: of Manhattan's 75 French restaurants, fully 21 are owned and staffed by Gourinois. They range from the East Side's L'Escargot (which serves a Breton specialty, homard à l'Armoricain, for $5) through the West Side's Café des Sports, where for $1.80 a customer can demolish a head of lamb, drink two glasses of extraordinary vin ordinaire, and talk soccer with Proprietor Lucien Lozach, a former goalkeeper himself, who is keener on scores than on scullery...
...born there 36 years ago, left his father's bleak farm for lack of work, and became a "receptionist" in a Parisian meat factory. In 1952 he pulled up stakes and went west, became a bartender in his brother-in-law's New York restaurant, the Café Brittany, on Manhattan's West Side, and began learning the business from the bottom up. "Pigs' feet came first," he explains, "then on toward tête de veau." Today, lean and eager, and sporting a heavy gold ring, he is no man's receptionist. Indeed, Agence...
...liberally with French and German phrases, and overgarnished with italics in all the most hortatory places. The result is intended to serve as "a mosaic of insights, a constellation of enlightening moments" as the two brothers tour prewar Europe, from Bonn and its dueling societies to Paris and the Café des Espions...
Leaving the Negro restaurant in Selma, Reeb and the two other clergymen walked past a scruffy whites-only restaurant, the Silver Moon Café. At least four white men came toward them. One called, "Hey, nigger!" Another smashed Reeb on the temple with a club. The hooligans jumped the ministers and beat them mercilessly. From inside the Silver Moon, customers could see the fight-but not one lifted a hand to help. Reeb's friends dragged themselves to their feet, stumbled for 2½ blocks before they found help. As they sped toward Birmingham, their ambulance got a flat...