Word: newmans
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...December 1980, a week before Christmas, Westport, Connecticut. Paul Newman, known to his friends as ol' PL or Calezzo de Wesso (Bonehead), had asked his buddy A.E. Hotchner (Hotch), sometimes called Sawtooth, to help him with a Christmas project that he was assembling in this basement, which wasn't a basement in the usual sense. There were crusty stones, a dirt floor, crumbling cement, and overhead timbers covered with active cobwebs. Also three long since vacated horse stalls, but the unmistakable aroma of horses remained. A very picturesque place in which to mix salad dressing...
...Laurent's cigarettes, Frank Sinatra's neckties--all examples of products these famous people promoted with unsatisfactory results. There's never been a real celebrity success in the food business. We estimate the total start-up loss for celebrity products somewhere close to $900 million. No offense, Mr. Newman," Karen said, "but just because they liked you as Butch Cassidy doesn't mean they'll like your salad dressing." "Maybe we should call it Redford's Own." "They wouldn't like it any better." "I'd like to have someone to blame...
...said nothing on the walk across the parking lot to Newman's Volkswagen, the rear seat of which had been removed to accommodate a small block Ford V-8. After we got rolling, we discussed what we had just heard and decided that it would be better to devise a plan of our own: So it was decided that we would split the "brainstorming" responsibilities. Hotch would do the legwork and Paul would put up the $40,000 seed money. By the time we were on the open road, traveling at Newman's usual 90 mph pace, we both felt...
...their pinkies. Hotch was offered a seat, a cigar, and a glass of Sambuca. Hotch loathed Sambuca, but he downed it bravely. The guy behind the desk, who had hands the size of catcher's mitts, did the talking. "So, kid, you're into salad dressing with this Newman actor and you're lookin' to get it bottled, right? Okay. You're usin' olive oil? Good. That's where we come in. In fact, that's where we are. Take a look at that glass case over there ... No, not the one with the guns, the one with the Umbria...
...racetracks, in between his races, on location while shooting Absence of Malice and The Verdict, from airports on his way to make speeches on behalf of the nuclear freeze movement. The overriding purpose of these phone calls was to get his dressing into a bottle, a bottle bearing the Newman's Own name on a proper label, a bottle that would allow us to thumb our noses at the naysayers. Paul had always been perverse about complacency. It was his theory that he had to keep things off balance or it's finito. That's why he took up racing...