Word: crabbed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...still the setting for many ceremonial occasions. The only thing is, it is no longer very rosy. Many rose plants have been removed and replaced with other flora; the idea is to keep the area in bloom all year round. The South Lawn, once a classic mixture of crab grass, Kentucky bluegrass and good old American weeds, has been plowed up and resodded with as deep a green carpet of bluegrass as ever a presidential helicopter dripped oil upon...
...spotlighted marquee, supped on beef, beans and brownies. Mrs. Joseph P. Kennedy led the list at the French embassy, where Ambassador and Mme. Hervé Alphand served a magnificent buffet with champagne. Two Kennedy sisters, Pat and Jean, were among the diners at the Douglas Dillons. There was hot crab meat for 26 at the Paul Nitzes, beef stroganoff for 40 at the Angier Biddle Dukes, ham for 30 at the Averell Harrimans. At the most exclusive dinner of all -in the White House family dining room -were the President and Jackie Kennedy; 78-year-old Mrs. Alice Roosevelt Longworth...
Last week Khrushchev unexpectedly invited Thompson and his wife to a farewell dinner at Khrushchev's private dacha. For three hours, they drank toasts, ate their way through eight courses including Siberian pheasant and Kamchaka crab, "more or less covered the waterfront" on diplomatic issues. "We have a very free and easy relationship," said Thompson. "He scolds me and I scold...
Throwing their napkins into the Crab Louis, or whatever else was before them, the San Francisco brokers rushed back to the exchange floor to handle the buy orders they knew would follow the news. In the 2½ hours of trading still left, A.T. & T. which had closed in New York at 108½, climbed to 110 in San Francisco, and General Electric (New York close: 63⅜) rose...
...from which God has been banished. Its inhabitants run things as they did on earth; the rich and powerful are welcomed, the poor and weak are persecuted. Mathews deftly turns everyday life into a lurid nightmare. His symbolism is brilliant in fragments, but it spreads through the novel like crab grass and tends to choke the narrative...