Word: souped
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...curious lack of discrimination in matters of food and Queen Mary's downright stinginess.* Smart and suave, the royal chef knows perfectly how to give satisfaction. Last week there was a silent chorus of Gallic shrugs among London's best chefs when it appeared that the international Silver Jubilee Soup Recipe Competition (TIME, March 18), of which M. Cedard was a judge, had been won by a British Army cook sergeant, honest George Brown of Aldershot...
...receiver of stolen goods, kindly leader of a large and loyal organization of thieves and spies. But police could not get evidence against him. Once his house was raided while he was dining the buyers of a stolen necklace; police found nothing, because "Cammi" dropped the necklace in his soup, calmly went on with his dinner. But when in 1913 "Cammi" Grizzard stole the Mayer pearls, worth ?123,000, he had to depend on unreliable allies to help dispose of them, and loud-mouthed Leisir Gutwirth gave him away. Amateur Detectives Brandstatter and Quadratstein led Gutwirth on, posed as buyers...
...long voyage through a long fog, there comes a time when visibility improves, when men can again take a sight on the sun and calculate their day of making port. Last week, after nearly six months in a legislative pea soup. Congress suddenly reached the fringes of the murk. The gentleman from Texas said to the gentleman from Oregon and the gentleman from Oregon said to the gentleman from Maine: "It looks like we might go home about the 15th of July." Then they all said to one another: "But if we're finishing by then...
...rhinolaryngologists brought up the question of the serious hardship that some of his patients underwent because of the persistence of onion and garlic odor on their breath. Try as hard as they might to avoid these alliaceous vegetables, they occasionally fell victim to them camouflaged in soup or salad. Then for a time their lives, and the lives of their associates, were miserable...
...that given a certain amount of stimulation one can eat even more gastrically fatal things than a nice fresh worm. Before a roomful of awed waitresses and a horrified steward, who took the act to be a personal insult, the talented Sophomore casually emptied his fountain pen into his soup and tossed the mixture off, smacking his lips, while waitresses gulped and sprinted for the kitchen. Interviewed by the CRIMSON reporter, he said, "It was solely in the interests of science. I like the food here." Questioned more fully, he added, "I have nothing further...