Word: dish
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Democratic Party slate had sizzled so merrily on the political stove that last week it disintegrated. The bosses, who think in terms of racial and religious blocs, had figured out a proper recipe to dish up to New York voters: a Jewish candidate for the U.S. Senate, an Irish Catholic from Brooklyn for governor, and an Italian Episcopalian for mayor...
Last week it was not even causing such compensating annoyances and minor inconveniences .as gasoline cards, tin-can drives or cigarettes flavored with coffee. The nation's production lines went on spewing out gleaming new automobiles, television sets and dish washers. The U.S. had seldom had more sugar, meat, steel, gasoline, whisky and nylon, or more manpower for the mink coat, bubble gum and trout-fly trades. Though prices were edging higher (in part because of unblushing profiteers), so was employment...
Eleanor bore Henry a line of five sons and three daughters. A year after her second marriage, Henry's chief rival for the throne of England, Eustace of Blois, strangled on a dish of eels, and shortly after the Duke of Normandy added Britain to his fiefs. In the first years of their reign, Eleanor was Henry II's full partner in the building of empire. She made long progresses with him through their possessions, sometimes levied justice and taxes when he was away, and more than all, reformed the manners of Western Europe to woman...
...take his daughter out of an orphanage and give her a home. The girl (Jean Simmons) is an ungainly waif who takes Granger for her father. He finally sets her straight and packs her off to a Swiss finishing school, which returns her to him as a glamorous dish. She consents to marry, and he to reform. Actress Simmons, who freshens up the old ugly-duckling routine with her considerable charm and good looks, also transforms the picture into something relatively painless...
Patrons of a people's restaurant, wrote the irate columnist, would hardly order dishes whose names they either could not understand or which called up memories to turn any decent proletarian stomach. "Competent quarters should take to heart this piece of advice-a restaurant filled with workers is of more value than a 'bonne femme' in the company of Prince Esterhazy or Prince Metternich." Furthermore, it simply did not make sense "that a dish of veal should have five different names, each of which is priced higher according to its unintelligibility...