Word: hostess
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...sunny garden party at the U.S. embassy in Moscow, and on the elm-shaded lawn, children darted while their parents sipped champagne. Suddenly, all unheralded, a squad of stocky men in baggy dark suits, all doing their best to look affable, marched into the garden and greeted the hostess, Mrs. Charles E. Bohlen, wife of the U.S. Ambassador. Beaming at their head was round-polled Nikita Khrushchev, 61, First Secretary of the Russian Communist Party. With him was an imposing array of politburocrats: goateed Premier Nikolai Bulganin, smiling professorially; First Deputy Premier Anastas Mikoyan, the clever Armenian who masterminds Soviet...
...Fife and Drum Corps from Stony Creek, in sleeveless red jackets, black leggings, tricorn hats and fawn-colored breeches, played 18th-century music. One of the stories-doubtless apocryphal-circulating about the Hale homestead concerned a Harvardman who visited the place recently, and, after examining everything closely, approached a hostess with a question. "Who," he asked, "was Nathan Hale...
...Hotel to prepare the way for the flood of actors, floor men, engineers and assistant directors. Extra microphones, zoomar lenses, commercial props and TV slides were shipped down from Manhattan. One camera was even spotted atop the Washington monument for a bird's-eye view of the capital. Hostess Francis had to hop to rehearsal in Washington, back to New York for a Sunday performance on CBS's What's My Line?, back to Washington until Thursday, then to New York again for her ABC show, Soldier Parade...
...cranberry cook, like most of the help, is Norweigian, while the customers are almost all native Bostonians. Each guest was greeted by a hostess, who was also my adviser on what's good that's Norwegian. Among her suggestions was whale steak. I replied that pickled herring would suffice. As I gulped water she apologized for the herrings' appearance; "The goats' choose sauce is all gone." Relieved, I asked her if there were my more special Norwegian recipes. Her answer was a copy of Ola's Norwegian Cook Book describing cucumber sandwiches, with the bread dipped in sherry, the vaguely...
...pudding. After lapping up the last of the rum, I forgave my Scandinavian friends for serving French pastry and said goodbye to the waiter, the dishwasher, the cold chef, the hot chef, and the just plain chefs. I paid my check, $1.50, with one dessert, and told my hostess I'd be back on May 17 when the patio would be open. The seventeenth is of course, Norwegian Independence...