Word: rum
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Open the jug of rum and give me a swallow to clear my throat." That is the way tales are begun in northeastern Brazil. And when the storyteller is Jorge Amado, it is well to take another swallow and settle back for an epic journey into passion, music, gambling, a bit of fighting and all manner of discursive side trips; Amado holds that there is "nothing worse than telling a story hurry-scurry, slipshod, without carefully analyzing everything...
...town's dozen nightclubs and 25 bars, emboldened by a local libation called Aspen Crud, a vanilla milk shake laced with anything alcoholic. Latest place is Stromberg's, in the basement beneath a drugstore, where skiers dine on escargots, fondue and hot posh (cappuccino and rum), stay on for recorded flamenco, folk and jazz. In Vail, dancers head for the Golden Ski or the Casino Vail, where the latest fad is turtle racing. The leading turtles so far are Apollo and the Cuban Stallion, but they had better keep on winning. One sore loser...
After a hard day on the slopes, the first order of business is-or ought to be -a good long soak in a hot bath. Hot buttered rum, Glühwein or glogg, and a spicy new potion called the Broken Leg -bourbon, hot apple juice, cinnamon, cloves, raisins and lemon-are also good therapy for aching muscles. Then it is time to dress for the pleasures of après-ski. Slacks and pants suits are popular, but many girls, tired of pants after wearing them all day skiing, are switching to skirts, some of them mini, more...
Also aboard were a barrel of beer and plenty of bottles of assorted other spirits. "If I have a craze for anything -sorry if this sounds bad-it's generally drink," confesses Chichester. "I know pretty well at the outset whether it's going to be a rum voyage, a gin voyage or a Mackeson [beer] voyage...
...gardens overlooking the Pasig River, Johnson sat with a bright pink bandanna around his neck and a wreath of white sampaguitas-the Philippines' national flower-on his head, sampling suckling pig, barbecued crab claws, pickled papaya and coconut punch laced with rum. When the band struck up Hello, Dolly!, the President loped out onto the marble floor with Imelda while guests scrambled atop chairs and tables for a better view. Alone, the couple danced through one chorus, Lyndon lumbering around in his Texas two-step, Imelda crooning the words to him. Still alone, they danced to a second chorus...