Word: ham
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...From the White House came news that the President's physicians had prescribed ham and eggs for breakfast instead of New England sausages. Sausages are fattening. Two days later, Senator Watson of Indiana told his friend how, at a White House breakfast, Rob Roy, Presidential white collie, had stolen half a sausage from his plate...
...someone was asking about my recipes. . . . King Edward, now, was fond of your Virginia ham. I never baked it. I used to boil it slow, so it was almost steamed. You know the year of the ham, and you soak it a short time or a long one, depending on whether it's a good year or not. Then you tie it up in a cloth like a pudding. It's very good cooked in beer, too, just a little beer, and steamed. Then when it's done-no sauce-just pour some plain champagne...
Valencia (Mae Murray). Dimitri Buchowetzki wrote the scenario, directed the production of a ham idyl that tells how Valencia of Barcelona, coy charmer, preferred a handsome sailor (Lloyd Hughes) to a smirking Governor (Roy D'Arcy). Clumsy framework pokes through a cheesecloth illusion...
...third day out we ran into a rather odd experience, which may be worth recounting. We were riding in our accustomed three-abreast formation with "Ham and--" and the baggage camels in the middle, Eddas on the left, and I on the right, when quite suddenly the sky paled a trifle and a curious singing noise, like the hum of bees, made itself heard in the distance. I was about to inquire the reason when Eddas clutched my arm convulsively and pointed to the rear. Turning as rapidly as I could, I was just in time to see a mounted...
...hollow and attempted to shake a bit of dust from our effects. We were quite ready for peace and quiet in large doses, but one of our camels commenced to gargle in a particularly painful manner. To me is was nothing but an unpleasant noise, but the way that "Ham and" and Eddie dove for that pile of rifles was a caution! It was now dark and the cook fire was burning brightly; so Eddie stopped just long enough to kick dirt on the flames before running to his prearranged post. There we lay, one on each side...