Word: sardis
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...hero hangs on. And so it goes for an hour and three-quarters, through every possible vicissitude of a Broadway career-from Sorry, You're Not the Type to the Faithless Friend to the Marriage of Ambition to the McCarthy Blacklist to the Job as a Waiter at Sardi's. In the end, naturally, there is the Big Break, the Smash Hit and the Name Up There in Lights...
...urges him to start rewriting, assaults him with such rancid boffolas as: "Your cough is the illegitimate child of you and those cigarettes." They redo the play in four weeks; the secretary is cast in the female lead, the play is a smash, the girl proposes to Gable in Sardi...
...triumphs: "This is where I got Lepke." He is often alone-an isolation the big game he once stalked is pleased not to invade. He was seen alone recently at Rashomon, at the Louis Prima-Keely Smith opening at the Copacabana, and the other night he sat peaceably at Sardi's, a solitary diner, ignored by first-nighters streaming in to be met by Columnists Earl Wilson, Leonard Lyons and other Winchell competitors...
...celebrity-spawning Lower East Side) still works as hard as in the days when he landed a job on the New York Post by successfully bombarding established gossipists with unsolicited material. He gets up at 1 p.m., stalks the famous in likely lairs (El Morocco, Toots Shor's, Sardi's, the Colony) until 3 a.m., when he finally sits down to whack out his column before falling into bed at 6 a.m. Said he, on the recent occasion of receiving an honorary doctor of laws degree from Ohio's Wilberforce University: "I know of no other...
More often than not, some of the best offstage Broadway humor involves one of the most famed Broadway characters-Tallulah Bankhead. Last week the latest Bankhead story was making the rounds from Lindy's to Sardi's. Tallulah, it seems, was stopped on Fifth Avenue by a Salvation Army lass shaking a tambourine for a holiday handout. Tallulah dipped into her handbag and produced a $50 bill. "Don't even bother to thank me, dahling," she growled as she dropped the bill into the tambourine. "I know what a perfectly ghastly season it's been...