Word: cognacs
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Howard's Jim Lucas set out at dawn with a French mechanized column to push deep into enemy-infested territory. Amidst exploding land mines, mortar fire and whining snipers' bullets, Capa sat in the front of the jeep, a thermos of iced tea and a jug of cognac at his side, Nikon and Contax cameras around his neck. Often the column was stopped by a volley of bullets or an exploding mine. Every time, Capa jumped out and snapped pictures as French soldiers searched for the source of the gunfire...
...Salisbury, "smells like American rye and tastes like not a bad Irish," comes in two sizes: a handy half-liter flask and a large economy-size flagon. Price: 24.7 rubles ($6.17) a pint.* Says the leaflet which accompanies each bottle: "You can drink it straight, from vodka or cognac glasses, mixed with soda water, or with a sliver of lemon and powdered sugar added to taste...
...capitals from Oslo to Singapore, Russian envoys, suddenly polite, have been passing out caviar and cognac, lunching Western newsmen, offering to provide Soviet orchestras for their hosts' enlightenment. Smart-suited Soviet buyers are shopping everywhere, touting a bottomless ^market (of 660 million Russians and Chinese) for the surplus commodities of Western farms and factories. The Communists want cotton, wool, fats, steel and rubber-and the payment they offer is attractive: gold, timber, even strategic materials...
...Cognac & Code. During the war, the Germans took over Jersey. The day Eddie was released, he marched into the office of the German commandant and boldly asked to join the German secret service. He hated England, he explained, and produced clippings of his cases to show that he would be jailed for countless years if the British police ever caught up with him. The Germans whisked Eddie off, first to a prison near Paris (where Eddie beguiled his time by sawing through the doors which led to the women's quarters), then to a chateau on the Loire. Soon...
...divorcé and a gourmet, Marc and his friends-the undertaker, the fishmonger, the mayor, the lawyer's clerk and the school principal-met so regularly in the tavern called Le Practic that their group became known as Champagnat's Club. Over peppery steak and cognac, Marc would talk endlessly of his philosophies, his past amours, his hobbies-fishing and cooking-and his adventures in the Cameroons. Even the Irish setter Vo-Vo learned to follow his conversation with interest and thumped her tail on the floor approvingly when Marc's friends laughed at his sallies...