Word: cocktailing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...wired Hilton for an O.K. Hilton wired back: "I don't know what a vitrine is, but if they'll bring in that much, put them in." In the Palmer House, a bookstore that was paying a rent of $250 a month was replaced by a cocktail lounge grossing $2,000 a day. Employee locker space was centralized, making space for 50 additional rooms. In Hilton's first year, the Palmer House's operating profit rose $1,300,000 to $4,321,000. Hilton's men keep close tabs on food & beverages, figure that they...
...Bill Benton resigned, filled with a sudden zeal for public service and good works. He went to the University of Chicago as vice president, bought the Encyclopaedia Britannica in partnership with the university, also picked up a few other businesses (including Muzak, which pipes canned music into restaurants and cocktail lounges). Shortly after World War II, he became Assistant Secretary of State in charge of selling the U.S. to the world with the Voice of America. Chester Bowles, who left the ad business several years after Benton, went to Washington himself as chief...
Every hour on the hour he leaves his beer, turns out the stage lights, and addresses the piano. Hr begins every tune with a style just this side of Eddie Duchin, but infinitely more subtle; this pleasant music may last for as many as 32 bars before the cocktail pianist gives way to the ragtime revivalist. Sutton plays almost no ragtime "classics"--his entire repertoire consists of such out-of-context numbers like "Just One of Those Things," "The Way You Look Tonight," and "Body and Soul...
...himself to see a "pictcha," a lonely figure who sought out movies he hadn't seen before, on Broadway or in the suburbs, without caring whether it was a cowboy film, a thriller, a musical, or good or bad. At dusk, he went to the dimly lighted cocktail lounge of the Madison Hotel, had a maximum of three Scotch & sodas, and made himself "available" again to anybody wanting to talk business...
...Pennsylvania-bred Trumpeter Vaughn Monroe, fronting for a five-piece Boston society combo, was about as low on the bandleaders' register as a man could get. Now & then he would try to jolt his cocktail-and coming-out party patrons from their fox trot and rumba rut by booming Ave Maria or Glory Road in the aggressive baritone he was training for opera in his spare time. But mostly he gave them "what was called for-a hundred and twenty-eight beats to the minute-the debutante stuff and the businessman's bounce...