Word: robes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...table and chuckled to myself. I thought, 'Well, it's the same old family dinner table, it's just in a different place.' Susan was there with a nightcap over her curlers, her date was there in his dress pants and suspenders, I had my robe and underpinnings on. It was just like home. I don't know what the staff must have thought...
When Mrs. Ford heard last week that William Conrad, "Cannon" of their favorite TV program, was touring the White House, she ordered, "Bring him up." The spur-of-the-moment invitation left her no time to dress, and so the First Lady was still in her robe as she received "Cannon" for coffee. Ex-Beatle George Harrison, invited for lunch by the Fords' son Jack, 22, says of the new atmosphere: "I feel good vibes about this White House." As he and Billy Preston toured the place, Billy sat down at the eagle-pedestaled piano in the East Room...
...last Thursday, Judge John J. Sirica adjusted his black robe, settled himself in his red leather chair and ordered: "Call the jury." With that began the penultimate public act of the Watergate trial. In ten weeks, the jury had heard complicated and often contradictory testimony from more than 80 witnesses, the playing of 34 White House tapes and the presentation of more than 200 documents. Now it was time for the lawyers' final arguments before Sirica turns the case over to the jury, probably on the day after Christmas...
...from any of his customers. Bert conceded that he had mixed white wines with red, because "a little white wine does not harm the quality when there is too much tannin in the red." "Yes, but it's not legal," said the presiding judge, resplendent in a black robe trimmed with artificial ermine. "No, but it's good," answered Bert...
...earlier that evening. Punched in the face, chopped in the ribs, kicked in the groin, the two manage to limp back to the house where Charlie and the whores live. While the two bandage themselves in the bathroom, one of the women appears from the kitchen dressed in a robe and carrying a box of cereal. "Well," she asks in a tone polite but indifferent, "would you like some breakfast? Let's see, about all we have is..."--she peers at the cover of the cereal box--"Fruit Loops." She lets out a yawn. "Sit down and eat some Fruit...