Word: melon
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...meat. "I won Goodyear Tire & Rubber over to pink champagne," he once boasted to a companion. Unexcelled at spreading a gourmet's table, even for the American Trucking Associations, he delighted in explaining to slightly befuddled clients that turtle soup was a better first course than melon prosciutto for the simple reason that melon prosciutto was undignified. Such was his deftness in pushing wines that Waldorf guests annually drain 11,700 gallons of supreme French vintages...
...cereal is next. Are you sure that's oatmeal? Oh, I believe you. No thank you. I'll take Rice Krispies instead. Corn muffin . . . hey, watch it with that butter. You almost hit me. Yes, cocoa, two glasses of orange juice, and melon. What's that? You can't take juice and melon? Oh, I see. "Choice...
...pigeon egg, quail egg, small pullet's egg, banty egg; walnut, English walnut, hulled walnut, hull of walnut, pecan acorn, unhulled walnut; grain of corn, few grains of maize, bean, navy bean, pea, lentil seed, soup bean; orange, small orange, lemon, small lemon, lime, grapefruit, half grape, melon, dried prune, stuffed olive; dollar, dime, nickel, quarter, half a dollar, dollar and a half; saucer, dinner plate; pencil point, BB shot; third of a baseball, football-sized mass, volley ball; fist, hand, thumb, child's fist, man's head, baby's head...
Kicked, pulled and pushed by restless Charlie Revson, Revlon's sales have leaped from $16 million to $86 million in only eight years. Revlon claims that its paints (Persian Melon, Fire and Ice, Say It With Rubies) and powders (Love Pat, Touch and Glow) adorn the faces of more U.S. women than those of any other maker. Its TV programs ($64,000 Question and $64,000 Challenge) have become contemporary Americana. But all the while Charlie Revson, who will spend $16 million on advertising this year, feuded bitterly with the admen and used nine separate agencies in 13 years...
...Having had experience with banquets for some 50 years, the Maitre decided we had better have a four-course dinner before leaving, be prepared, as it were, for the inevitable fruit cup, tasteless mashed potatoes and chicken, topped off by the usual melted ice. So we ordered an iced melon, sole au vin blanc, new potatoes, endive braised, Edam cheese and toasted crackers, fresh strawberry ice, and Vienna coffee with whipped cream. This is why we were late, why I am on a diet and tea, tea, tea. Why Monteux would not hurry a fine dinner for any old banquet...