Word: caviar
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Beach and the palm-fringed villas of the French Riviera for a quarter of a century, the Duke and Duchess of Windsor arranged to spend their silver wedding anniversary with what the New York Times termed "symbolic appropriateness''-at sea. After a farewell whirl of champagne-and-caviar parties tossed by Manhattan's ever-doting socialites, Edward, 67, and Wallis, 65, boarded the liner United States for a trip to Europe and a quiet, high-seas celebration in perfect counterpoint to the carnival atmosphere surrounding their 1937 wedding at the Château de Candé near...
...Caviar, Pel'meni and Palaver. Now lunch? No. "You have to walk for your lunch," said the 67-year-old Khrushchev as he led Salinger on a five-mile tour of the estate, meanwhile identifying, with an amateur horticulturist's pride, nearly every bush and tree along the way. "I never met a journalist who knew anything about agriculture," said Khrushchev. He showed Salinger a pond full of carp. "I guess they don't know the Chairman of the Party is here," grumbled the Party Chairman when no fish broke the surface. But at that...
...Party Chairman gloated: "They got the word." Finally lunch on the patio-caviar and pel'meni, a kind of Iron Curtain ravioli, flushed down with vodka, champagne and several Georgian wines-and, for hours after, a long conversation in which Khrushchev did most of the talking. The Soviet Premier enjoyed himself so hugely that he decided to do it again the following day and bring Mrs. Khrushchev and the kids, i.e., Son Sergei, Adzhubei and his wife Rada. Salinger had to pass up a planned engagement with Russian newsmen in Moscow...
...tune may be the perfect expression of Holly Golightly's sweet ambiance or a deft summation of a caviar girl recalling the days of grits and gravy. Then again, it may be simply lazy schmalz, dressed to the airy glamour of Breakfast at Tiffany's. Whatever the secret of its appeal, Moon River is the most successful melody to come from a film score since the classic Picnic theme six years ago. And its composer, Henry Mancini, has become Hollywood's hottest musicman. Says the modest Mancini: "I don't know how it happened, but there...
...that the paper's readers, more accustomed to the naked dialectics of such columnists as Murray Kempton, James Wechsler and Max Lerner. may take some time getting used to. "For hors d'oeuvres," wrote Mrs. Javits, describing the table she laid for some visitors, "I served eggplant caviar on tiny rounds of toasted bread. Lunch began with quiche Lorraine, with special homemade puff-dough cheese sticks, followed by a main course of cold jellied boeuf . . . You can understand why neither the Senator nor I could eat dinner that night...