Word: eggs
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Balls of chopped fish, egg, onion and seasoning, boiled with vegetables...
...quite an ordeal. "I used to eat six eggs and half a loaf of bread for breakfast," he wistfully recalled last week. "Sometimes a can of corned beef. But my big meal was dinner." And at parties and luaus, he really let go, consuming three bowls of two-finger poi and "everything else on the table": kalua pig, pork laulau (pork and salmon wrapped in taro leaves), pulehu aku (dried fish), lomi (salmon, raw, with tomatoes and chopped onion), chicken luau, dried squid, raw fish and limu (chopped seaweed), baked breadfruit and baked taro, haupia (coconut pudding), all washed down...
They stood and watched the police parachute-drop demonstration, U.S. Ambassador John E. Peurifoy and his two sons, Clinton, 14, and Daniel, 9. Then handsome Jack Peurifoy and the boys got into his robin's-egg-blue Ford Thunderbird and headed back to the Thai beach resort of Hua Hin, 85 miles southwest of Bangkok, for lunch. It was a holiday outing, a lark for the boys, and just the occasion for Peurifoy to open up with his prized Thunderbird. He gunned it up to 70 m.p.h. and left his four-jeep police escort behind. They were used...
...year is 1931. Actress Harris, as Sally, is a café singer of doubtful merit but nothing else about her merits any doubt. She is an amoral Junior Mistress with green fingernail polish, a nymph in sheet's clothing. She drinks Prairie Oysters (one raw egg, one dash Worcestershire sauce) for breakfast, stirs her gin with vast quantities of sentimentality. Down and out, Sally meets young Christopher Isherwood, a struggling author. He offers to share his apartment with her. In gratitude, she asks: "Shall we have a drink first, or shall we go right to bed?" But Isherwood...
...patrons cold, the Dunes Hotel rehired him three days later on his promise that he would whip up a scintillating potpourri of brand-new Peeperisms. But on his second chance, Funnyman Cox chiefly tried for laughs in a masochistic spectacle of eating crow and sadly cackling over the original egg he laid. Muttered a disconsolate Dunesman: "He laid another egg. There weren't enough clients to pay for the lights." Rejoined Cox: "Gosh!" He soon learned that even eggs can have a silver lining. His hastily hired replacement, Cinecomedian Mickey (The Atomic Kid) Rooney, showed up, took one look...