Word: filet
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...angrily threatened to break off negotiations and return to Washington. That impasse, which might well have doomed the Kennedy Round to failure, was resolved when Nils Montan, chief Scandinavian negotiator, persuaded Roth and the Common Market's Rey to lunch with him at the Geneva Intercontinental Hotel. Over filet mignon de veau and a bottle of 1962 Chāteau Capbern St. Estéphe, tempers cooled. Roth promised to stay in Geneva; Rey agreed to quit stalling and wind up the negotiations promptly...
Going west? United Airlines last week was hard-sell advertising its Royal Hawaiian Red Carpet First Class, in cluding Mai Tais, a filet mignon teriyaki, fancy desserts ("You don't have to pronounce 'em to enjoy 'em"), wide-screen color movies, and a stewardess in a tropical kimuu to pull on your slippers. Trans World Airlines was promoting its four-entree coach meals (seven entrees first class), plus its wide-screen movies and eight channels of stereo, with a hi-fi for everybody...
...created a succession of favorites. According to Gourmet Magazine Editor Jane Montant, boeuf bourguignon and coq au vin were the fashionable dishes in the 1950s, only to give way to the vogue for paella in the 1960s. Right now, the rage across the U.S. is beef Wellington, a filet slathered with pate de foie gras and baked in a pastry crust. Manhattan Hostess Mrs. Bartley C. Crum, who sends out Menus by Mail to 6,000 subscribers in 45 states (among them: Jacqueline Kennedy, Ilka Chase and Pauline Trigere), currently recommends beef Wellington along with Indonesian pork sate, but varies...
...white Rhodesians went to band concerts, braaivleis (barbecues) and balls. Clearly, Rhodesia was not becoming a "banana republic," as British Prime Minister Harold Wilson had predicted. Instead, one nightclub had on its U.D.I, menu such defiant delicacies as "clear turtle soup a la Wilson" and "fried filet of Martin Luther King...
With cliches flapping up like frightened pigeons, the campaign finally ended last week. In the great banquet hall of Rio's Copacabana Palace Hotel, Costa e Silva peered from behind his green-tinted sunglasses while 450 captains of industry pretended that the filet mignon on their plates was the only beef they had with the government. "An unforgettable night," proclaimed the president of the National Confederation of Industries. "A his toric moment," added the president of the National Confederation of Agriculture. "The moral attributes of Your Excellency, Senhor Marshal," said the president of the National Confederation of Industrial Workers...