Word: lunches
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...During a lunch break on the Hollywood set of Critics' Choice, Leading Man Bob Hope headed into a banquet room and wound up with a surprise party. For his 59th birthday, co-workers gave him a $40 stuffed panda, a cake ablaze with candles, and a good-humored ribbing written by his own gagmen and delivered by Co-Star Lucille Ball. "I don't know just how old Bob is," said the sprightly redhead, "but he's closer to medicare than most Republicans." Added Lucy, recalling Hope's salad days: "He was handsome then-big chest...
Epstein and Forster concede that the right of a club to discriminate in its membership is as fundamental as the right of the individual to pick and choose the people he invites to lunch. But they note that when discrimination is applied to a group, independently of the personal merits or demerits of individuals, a club may be the center of an infection that spreads through society as a whole...
...long hours as their U.S. counterparts-and are no better paid. On average, the vice president of a medium-sized European company draws only six to nine times as much salary as a factory hand. But there are other perquisites. The Continental executive very likely enjoys a two-hour lunch and the use of a company car. He is actively discouraged from spending his leisure time on charity drives or community projects. And in France and Belgium a junior executive is seldom expected to live on his salary, because he commands enough social prestige so that he can generally find...
Caviar, Pel'meni and Palaver. Now lunch? No. "You have to walk for your lunch," said the 67-year-old Khrushchev as he led Salinger on a five-mile tour of the estate, meanwhile identifying, with an amateur horticulturist's pride, nearly every bush and tree along the way. "I never met a journalist who knew anything about agriculture," said Khrushchev. He showed Salinger a pond full of carp. "I guess they don't know the Chairman of the Party is here," grumbled the Party Chairman when no fish broke the surface. But at that...
...Party Chairman gloated: "They got the word." Finally lunch on the patio-caviar and pel'meni, a kind of Iron Curtain ravioli, flushed down with vodka, champagne and several Georgian wines-and, for hours after, a long conversation in which Khrushchev did most of the talking. The Soviet Premier enjoyed himself so hugely that he decided to do it again the following day and bring Mrs. Khrushchev and the kids, i.e., Son Sergei, Adzhubei and his wife Rada. Salinger had to pass up a planned engagement with Russian newsmen in Moscow...