Word: creaming
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...cauldron of creamed chicken, a hogshead of ice cream, and equal dispensation of paper hats, balloons and noisemakers used to be enough to ensure the success of any children's party. The whole affair was handled by Mother and was over, seemingly weeks later, with headaches all around. Today, though the ingredients remain standard (there will never be anything to replace creamed chicken or ice cream for hurling across the table or sloshing onto the floor), the service has changed. Catering has moved down from the specific realm of the high-tea, highball set to a level no higher...
...could line up funeral work like John Casimir. Over the years, his friends said, Casimir learned the knack of arriving at a sickbed just after the priest and just before the hearse. If the victim looked sick enough, Casimir would give him a quarter. "Go buy yourself some ice cream," he would say cheerily, tipping his hat to the dying man's family. Everyone knew that a quarter from Casimir had the chill of the grave on it. At funerals, the band would play John Casimir's Whoopin' Blues, and the woebegone wail of Casimir...
...lived in the village of Neugersdorf, 115 miles southeast of the frontier of freedom. But Hans Weidner did have one major asset, the 30-passenger bus that he operated for the local Communist regime. It was an ugly thing, and ancient. Its chassis creaked, and the engine coughed; a cream-colored coat of paint could not disguise the welts and bruises of two decades of chugging service. In fact, the bus was ready for the junk pile when Weidner decided to press it into service for one last...
...comic Hercules of the evening is Bert Lahr, who performs six mighty comic labors in six parts. His funniest role: a senile ice-cream tycoon whose favorite political flavor is Birch. Lahr creases his wrinkles, crosses his eyes, and shows all of his time-honored wizardry with the japes and antics of burlesque...
While they were still in the relative East, they ate three-star meals, with hot biscuits, fresh butter, honey, milk, cream, venison, wild peas, tea and coffee all included in a single typical dinner. Toward the other end, they ate rancid bacon, mountain sheep, red fox, and sometimes boiled hides. When they were dying of thirst, they drank mule urine. While 47 of the 87 members of the Donner Party were dying of hunger in 1846, there was some cannibalism. "What do you think I cooked this morning?" said Aunt Betsy Donner one day. "Shoemaker...