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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...higher a restaurant's reputation the more demanding he seems to be. Said he of Voisin this year: "The egg en gelée was gross, the shrimp marseillaise was overcooked, although in an excellent spiced sauce, and the grilled sweetbreads Rose Marie tasted unpleasantly of smoke." The Colony, he says, can be worse. Best in the city, he insists, is Henri Soulé's Le Pavilion, followed by Joe Kennedy's favorite, La Caravelle. But the man from the Times has a taste that is nothing if not eclectic. He is always on the lookout...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Columnists: Dishing It Up in the Times | 10/29/1965 | See Source »

What the show is blessed with is Barbara Harris, a versatile, beguiling imp of a clown. She can fumble a cigarette between her teeth like a crazed nicotine addict and fire off machine-gun bursts of smoke. She can walk as if her body were an afterthought, or collapse in a chair like a punctured accordion. She can chew grammar like bubble gum, or make English ring with the elegance of George III's crystal...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Please Don't Pick on Daisy | 10/29/1965 | See Source »

Along with the fighter-bombers goes a covey of other craft: jammers to knock out the enemy's radar, flying command and communications posts, planes whose radar sweeps the sky for signs of attacking Communist aircraft. RF-101 photo-reconnaissance planes dive into the smoke to film the raid's damage for analysis back home, using strobelike parachute flares at night. Backing the raids also are the planes and helicopters of the Air Rescue Service, ready to pluck a downed airman out of the enemy heartland...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: South Viet Nam: A New Kind of War | 10/22/1965 | See Source »

...come from the north, driven by the night wind, smelling of the sea. There it would stay all winter, threadbare on the gray earth, an icy, sharp dust; not thawing and freezing, but static like a year without seasons. The changing mist, like the smoke of war, would hang over it swallow up now a hanger, now the radar hut, now the machines; release them place by place, drained of color, black carrion on a white desert...

Author: By Martin S. Levine, | Title: Has Success Spoiled John LeCarre? Is the Big Question of Second Novel | 10/15/1965 | See Source »

...look into the eye of a giant killer. For the island in Taal is, in fact, the shell of a volcano, and Lake Bonbon its submerged core, the result of a mighty eruption in 1911 that killed 1,335 people. Since that holocaust, Taal had hardly bubbled out a smoke ring, and some 2,000 Filipinos in four villages made its slopes home...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Philippines: Belch of a Killer | 10/8/1965 | See Source »

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