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...back under control. He arranged gatherings and dinners for selected delegates to meet Chou. His chief foreign adviser, Krishna Menon, acted as a kind of floor manager for Chou. Gaunt and spectral in his flowing white robes, Menon swooped from delegate to delegate like a chicken hawk over a smorgasbord, crying: "Isn't he a wonderful man?" But the delegates refused to be herded...
Inside, a portrait of the blond, blue-eyed proprietress smiles down from above the hearth at the waiters rushing between nine tables and an array of smorgasbord in the middle of the room. When the aroma and the candlelight have created the proper mood, grab a plate and sample the display of food. "Take all you can eat, but eat all you take," is the menu's advice. Ignore...
...bananas, another was reminiscent of hash. The waiter informed me that it was, "Peppers, apples, meat, pickles, fish, carrots, potatoes, and perhaps more." It was probably the "perhaps" I didn't like. When I'd finished the cheeses, cold cuts, fishes, meats, and salads I returned to the smorgasbord table. I was scraping the bottom of the banana and cranberry bowl as a plump, seventyish woman in chet's attire bustled in to fill the dish. "Ya?" she asked. Ya, I smiled in reply...
Finished with the book and too ashamed for another round of smorgasbord. I concluded the meal with three desserts, apple crunch cake, Norwegian rosettes, and rum pudding. After lapping up the last of the rum, I forgave my Scandinavian friends for serving French pastry and said goodbye to the waiter, the dishwasher, the cold chef, the hot chef, and the just plain chefs. I paid my check, $1.50, with one dessert, and told my hostess I'd be back on May 17 when the patio would be open. The seventeenth is of course, Norwegian Independence...
Despite all this scenic Smorgasbord there are only two ways in which you can distinguish Prince Valiant from more familar sagebrush sages. First of all, the savages are Nordies (of sorts) and sport horns in lieu of feathers. In fact, there are horns everywhere. On helmets, as drinking cups and bugles--horns are on everything except the script, which wears a beard. The second distinguishing detail is the frank presentation of propaganda for the Bolivian tin interests. What isn't made of horn in the picture is sure to be tin, including swords, shields, prison bars and armor...