Word: egg
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Shoppers in supermarkets in Utah recently encountered a new kind of egg. It looked like any other egg and tasted like any other egg, but there was a difference. The new egg was, as the ads proclaimed, a "one-to-one balanced egg." And what in Henny Penny's name is that? Well, it is an egg that contains equal parts of saturated and polyunsaturated fats. To millions of diet-conscious, supersaturated Americans, that means plenty...
...neighboring encampment with No. 6 bird shot. They get on famously with farmers in the richly irrigated valley, who find the grain-eating doves a nuisance (the dove population consumes 300 tons of seed a day). What's more, each hunter spends $30 a day, and to egg him on, the local innkeepers and Chambers of Commerce provide "dove festivals" in every little town. There are entertainments,*free dances, trapshooting contests, and the various across-the-border delights of Mexicali, including a "Valencia" pigeon shoot, in which a thrower hurls a live bird into the air while the hunter...
Last week the world got its best glimpse yet of the size and condition of the U.S.'s nuclear nest egg. It came when Secretary of Defense Robert S. McNamara testified on behalf of the recently signed nuclear test ban treaty before the Senate Foreign Relations, Senate Armed Forces and Joint Atomic Energy Committees...
...Compass. At 47, Old Smoke was cut down by an untimely stroke after serving as a Congressman, but the years that followed did little to still Saratoga's effervescence. A new generation steamed up on the New York Central to howl over the time Ella Widener threw an egg at a night-court judge and the day Liz Whitney arrived at the track straight from a nightclub, wearing a ball gown and leading a small pack of dogs. Or the time Alfred Gwynne Vanderbilt sent so sorry a horse to the post that he sympathetically gave the jockey-instead...
...Pretend You're an Egg." In Las Vegas, Cassius was the show-and Liston his straight man. Both of them knew how good the publicity could be. At one of Liston's prefight workouts, Cassius pranced around outside the ring gleefully hurling insults at "that big fatty." "You can't punch hard enough to break an egg," snarled Liston. "Whoopee!" yelled Clay, squaring off: "You just stand there and pretend you're an egg." Handlers rushed in to pry the fighters apart. "How did it look?" Clay whispered to a friend...