Word: milkings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...most of the independent visitors were aware they weren't seeing the real Moscow, but rather a glossed-over, cleaned-up version. So the effort to paint Russia as the land of milk-and-honey was a failure...
...groaning in the agony of too much sweet corn and too many sweet potatoes the night before. His wife popped anxiously into the room, carrying a tray; Faubus peered distastefully at the stewed chicken and rice. "Put that rice in a bowl," snapped he, "so I can put some milk on it." But this, protested Alta Faubus, was what the doctor had ordered. "I don't care!" cried Faubus. "I won't eat it! If you won't get me a bowl of rice and milk, I'll go get it myself." Alta Faubus shrugged, left...
...alerted by suspicious merchants, followed Catherine Clegg, 34, found in her car and in a trick skirt, a chicken, two pounds of butter, a small ham, oranges, a package of chopped beef, a pound of perch, a pound of bacon, a steak, a box of Kleenex, a bottle of milk of magnesia, two kinds of toilet soap, two bottles of headache tablets, a couple of combs, a bottle of shampoo and two kinds of hair bleach-almost none of which had been paid for-she explained: "I didn't pay for the bleach because I didn't want...
...expansion of plant but on increased efficiency-to be won simply by decentralizing and streamlining the vast Soviet economic bureaucracy. Mikoyan, says Bialer, is too smart an economist and businessman to believe in such fantasies. Shortly before Khrushchev vowed that in five years Russia would be producing more meat, milk, butter than the U.S., Mikoyan was saying privately in Vienna: "I know the living standards of Western Europe are three times as high as ours and America's three times as high as Europe's. We cannot reach that of America, but we could reach that of Western...
...brews a pot of tea for himself and fixes coffee for Bernice, who gets up at 5:45. In his 1957 station wagon he drives Bernice to the Trenton station for an early train to Manhattan, then returns for a breakfast of scrambled eggs, orange juice and milk. He works from 8 to noon (he is a two-finger typist). Says Cozzens, who spent eight years on By Love Possessed: "For every three pages I write, I throw away two. On a good day, I get two pages done...