Word: saloons
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Except for the fact that it boasts one saloon for every 34 residents. Virginia City, Nev., a town of 515 atop the exhausted Comstock Lode, always seemed a wildly improbable place for so determined a dandy as Lucius Beebe. But settle there Beebe did, when he bought a long-defunct weekly, the Territorial Enterprise, in 1952 and resurrected it with an editorial policy of "benevolent backwardness" and "low moral tone, high alcoholic content." Recently, the onetime diarist of New York society, jaded at 58, has been edging away from Virginia City's sagebrush and saloons. Last week his unlikely...
...anything, intensified this somewhat incongruous vaudeville element (wholly serived. I deem, from American productions of Die Dreigroschenoper): marquee lights glitter from the proscenium, news of each scene is projected on a screen from slides (a Ia Chaplin), and poor old Maggie Ziskind, cast as the Widow Leosadia Begbick, a saloon-keeping trollop, has to bundle up in ratty Lotte Lenya togs and belt out a couple of those sour songs that were Mrs. Weill's stock-in-trade. (The words for most of these songs are by Mr. Bentley, the music--as Wall-ish as a composer of Sing Musel...
...Stein at Sylvia Beach's Paris bookshop, Hemingway plainly enjoyed being a celebrity among celebrities. He went fishing with Charles Ritz, the Paris hotel man, and considered fighting a duel over Ava Gardner, whose honor somebody had insulted. In Paris he invariably cultivated Georges Carpentier, the prizefighter turned saloon owner; in New York he befriended Restaurateur Toots Shor, and despite an often-expressed desire for privacy, went on the town with Gossip Columnist Leonard Lyons. He not only allowed but encouraged the world to turn him into a character. He had well-publicized talks about child care with Grandmother...
...dictated many choices. The guide puts "21," which has fallen on indifferent days, and Baroque (good French cuisine) in the same five-star category as Chambord and Pavilion, two of the world's great restaurants. Arrant nonsense is the three-star billing of P.J. Moriarty's, a saloon with no-star food, compared to the two-star ratings of the Oak Room at the Plaza Hotel, Mercurio or Copain...
...appetite-and pocketbook-had grown large. He cast an envious eye on a big bunch of Russells, then housed cozily in a fine old Great Falls, Mont., saloon called The Mint. The people of Montana belatedly tried to raise the money to outbid Carter and keep the artist's work in the state he adopted, but Carter won. He hung his acquisitions in his club, at the newspaper, in the Fort Worth library, the airport terminal. His will stipulated that they should eventually have their own museum...