Word: mash
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Cattle Baron. But that wasn't all. As a byproduct, Hammer's distilleries made a mash that Hammer sold to cattle-feed manufacturers. This got Hammer interested in cattle, and he stocked his Red Bank, N.J., farm with prize Angus, including a giant champion bull named Prince Eric. "The cattle business turned out to be a bonanza," says Hammer. "In the three years remaining of his life, Prince Eric sired 2,000 calves. That one bull earned...
...kidding themselves when they claim that they can taste the difference between competing brands of liquor. Moreover, though most people can taste the difference between Scotch and bourbon on the first drink, Bishop claims that most bourbon drinkers cannot distinguish between different types of bourbon (straight, charcoal-filtered, sour-mash) after the second drink. After the third, he says, they cannot tell bourbon from Canadian rye, and after the fourth they cannot distinguish bourbon from Scotch. After the fifth, presumably, they couldn't care less. Bishop also adds a note on something that many a hard-pressed host...
...York's Norjac Co. has done so well with its electric bread and plate warmers that it has just introduced a $12.95 electric sweater dryer. Dominion has brought out a manicure set and Osrow a refrigerator defroster. The housewife can also get small appliances to buff floors, mash potatoes, peel carrots, and warm her towels. The greatest successes have been the electric toothbrushes and slicing knives. Like many other of the new appliances, the toothbrush was first dismissed as a gimmick when Olin Mathieson's Squibb Division introduced it in 1960. It has become such a big seller...
First, because we'll mash them. Second, because the meet will help get us ready for next week's Heptagonals...
...Thompson begins to question himself. The answers he tries out are, successively, drinking, urinating on the Shore Club walls, and letting himself be cuckolded by, of all people, Connor. The disintegration of Lock Thompson evokes less pity or terror than tedium. Though Author Wetmore has a palate for sour-mash dialogue, he puts into a quart bottle what in John O'Hara's hands might have been a high-proof short snort...