Word: salads
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Asked to put together a pun involving the telephone’s inventor and a common ingredient in a garden salad, the Yalie jumped to ask, “What is bell pepper?”—the wrong response. Naam, however, buzzed in with “What is Alexander Bell Pepper,” which the judges ruled correct. Basin had no reply to the puzzler...
...tasters took their time, dipping, chewing, cleansing, tabulating, and the wait for us was pretty excruciating, like waiting for reviews on opening night. All but two ballots had us number one, and on those two we were ranked second. It was then and there that Paul anointed us Salad King (referring to himself as the Salad King of New England), and the following day, his lawyer, Leo Nevas, incorporated us using his office as the corporation's address...
...this time Paul was driving race cars for an old friend of his, Bob Sharp, and it was on the way to a race at Lime Rock that Paul mentioned our salad dressing adventure. Bob suggested that we meet with his friend Stew Leonard, who owned a big supermarket in neighboring Norwalk. We subsequently had lunch with Stew, who warned us (as we had heard many times by now) that his attempts to sell celebrity products had fizzled. "If your dressing is really good," Stew said, "you've got a good shot at it since you'll sell the first...
...Whoa!" Paul said. "My face is on the label?" "Of course," said Stew. "How else do you get their attention?" Paul balked: "My face on a bottle of salad dressing? Not a chance in hell." Stew offered a proposal: "I'd like to set up a tasting. If your dressing is something special and you have a good label on it, I'll get Andy Crowley at Ken's to bottle it and I'll kick off your sales with a big promotion at my store." We told him that Crowley already turned us down. "Gentlemen," Stew said...
...their boat] the Caca de Toro, mock fishing. The president and vice president of Salad King are having an executive meeting, not knowing which will sink first--the boat or the business. Paul is still brooding over the tacky suggestion that he put his face on a bottle of salad dressing. Hotch suggested that perhaps the time had come to bag the whole idea. The bobber dipped and Paul reeled in a hermit crab. "You know, there could be a kind of justice here, Hotch. I go on television all the time to hustle my films. TV gets...