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...action, 2,500 off-duty cops gathered near the Americana Hotel, where the labor negotiations were going on, shouting chants, jostling pedestrians and tying up midtown traffic for three hours. Another group besieged Police Commissioner Michael Codd's home in Queens, honking horns and yelling epithets; one enthusiastic demonstrator tore the star off the shoulder of a deputy chief inspector and threw his hat and walkie-talkie underneath...
Ford promptly traveled across midtown to speak to his defeated challenger. "Governor, it was a great fight," he said graciously as the two met in Reagan's hotel suite. "You've done a tremendous job. I just wish I had some of your talents and your tremendous organization." The two retired for a private 30-minute meeting at which they discussed the vice presidential candidates. Reagan had been deadly serious all along in his repeated vow that he would not accept the post if offered...
...Wall Street is frozen-yogurt city now," says a beaming Richard Egan, executive vice president of Colombo yogurt. Indeed, any fair lunchtime brings out crowds of bankers and stockbrokers strolling about and licking 500 and 750 curl-topped frozen-yogurt cones. In midtown Manhattan, long queues snake around corners to the tiny frozen-yogurt parlors that seem to have sprung up everywhere. Washington too has dozens of stores selling the stuff as well as a cruising truck dispensing only frozen yogurt. "It's ice cream without guilt. It's magic," says the hopeful proprietor of Yogurt Yogurt...
After these, and beyond hope of cataloguing, everyone has his own favorite, relatively inexpensive bistro (one might be Chez Napoleon, 365 W. 50th St.). Chinatown almost requires a special course of study, in which the thoughts of Chairman Mao will not help, but the best midtown Chinese restaurant is Pearl's (38 W. 48th St.), where the acoustics are so bad you cannot hear yourself talk (but who wants...
...Fifth Avenue, the home of Saks, Tiffany and the Easter Parade. Their mission: to plant the red-white-and-green flag of Italian luxury products-from $50 silk scarves to $150,000 necklaces-profitably in American turf. At last count, in an eleven-block stretch of Fifth Avenue in midtown Manhattan, there were eleven Italian botteghe, each one apparently striving to be the most exclusive shop on its block. "Fifth Avenue?" asks the proprietress of one recent arrival. "Oh, you must mean La Quinta Strada...