Word: chefs
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...rained. Over in the Hyannis marina four miles away, a presidential yacht, the Patrick J., bobbed at anchor, all tuned and ready for an afternoon's cruise. Baxter's Fish Market was standing anxiously by, awaiting the order for lobsters and fish for chowder. White House Chef Rene Verdon had bought $150 worth of food at a Hyannis supermarket, and carefully insisted on his full quota of trading stamps. Years of Diplomacy. A friendly crowd of 500 was at Otis Air Force Base as Pearson's Comet touched down from Ottawa. After striding forward to meet...
When young Father Amaro arrives at his new post in the cathedral town of Leiria, he finds Father Dias, his old mentor from seminary days, snugly ensconced with a plump middle-aged mistress. The local abbot, a famous chef and gourmet, delivers sermons on such worldly topics as how to prepare sarrabulhos-a Portuguese delicacy concocted from pig's blood and giblets. Worldliness is a communi-cabla disease. Soon Father Amaro is successfully pursuing Amelia, the beautiful daughter of his new landlady...
...business had developed into the U.S.-based Continental Grain Co. with dealings all over the world. When World War II was over, Fribourg managed to bring his Paris collection across the Atlantic intact; the German general who occupied his house had evidently become so fond of the Fribourgs' chef's cooking that in gratitude he gave the collection his personal protection...
...such times there was no one like him The glory of this man." wrote Stendhal in 1823. "is only limited by the limits of civilization itself; and he is not yet 32." That same year Rossini pushed civilization's limits back an inch or two with a chef-d'oeuvre called Semiramide, a Golden Age work of such immense demands that in the past 50 years even opera's stars have seldom dared to sing...
...opening flashback to the eve of World War I, Nick Jenkins is a small boy living in his father's country house at Stonehurst. The servants and the horses are in their quarters. The chef is good. All seems secure. There are no local portents of doom except a hysterical maid who appears to serve the mousse stark naked and is promptly whisked belowstairs in a Madras shawl...