Word: clams
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Mobster Joseph ("Crazy Joe") Gallo, one of New York's most feared Mafiosi, celebrated his 43rd birthday. Then on to a predawn Italian breakfast at a gleaming new restaurant in the city's Little Italy area. Seated at his left at a rear table in Umbertos Clam House was his brawny bodyguard, Pete ("The Greek") Diopioulis; at Gallo's right, his sister Carmella. Across the table sat Gallo's darkly attractive bride of just three weeks, Sina, 29, and her daughter Lisa, 10. Quietly, a lone gunman stepped through a rear door and strode toward...
Both Gallo and Diopioulis were carelessly facing the wall instead of the door. The triggerman opened fire with a .38-caliber revolver. Women screamed. Joey and Pete were hit instantly. The Greek drew his own gun, began shooting back. So did one Gallo ally, seated at the front clam bar. Within 90 seconds, 20 shots ripped through the restaurant. Tables crashed over, hurling hot sauce and ketchup across the blue-tiled floor to mix with the blood of the wounded. The gunman whirled, ran out the same rear door and into a waiting...
...best of his confinement. He has pleaded guilty to conspiracy charges, and passes his time introducing the keepers of the Somerset County, N.J., jail to the delights of cordon bleu cuisine. His French soups and meats periodically turn up at the guards' tables, with Friday's specialite-clam chowder-a much-anticipated luxury for his jailers. To them, he is a special inmate. Says one deputy: "Any other prisoner we call a crook, but Roger we call the chef...
...Adams House serves a fine scotch broth and a passable clam chowder. It was over a bowl of the latter that the young Radcliffe woman, fresh off the boat from the 'Cliffe (a small girls' college in Cambridge) met the young Harvard man, up for a day from the Yard (an esoteric prison camp, not to be confused with the expression "thirty feet long and a Yard wide," in which yard refers to a small green mammal). 'Hello," he said, "do you live here...
...interviewer, a tall thin woman who looked the epitome of New England clam chowder, didn't smile. "Hello," she said. "What was your class rank? How were your boards?" My transcript was sitting right under her upwardly mobile nose, but I answered timidly...