Word: vermouths
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...embraces boys, Shakespeare ("fabulous"), an avant-garde poetry instructor, folk singing, atomic protest ("Free Bertrand Russell!"). She comes home on vacation a cool sophisti-cat, all burnished claws and no filial purr, and asks what kind of gin Daddy uses in his martinis. As Dad turns the color of vermouth, Mom remarks sagely that Mollie will "never again be as old as she is right...
...France, the West's tough, new line is referred to pointedly as "the American policy." Though De Gaulle's sweeping powers have virtually reduced the French people to kibitzers, a nuclear war over Berlin is unthinkable to the pragmatic Frenchman sipping vermouth in his sidewalk cafe. With the French army tied up in Algeria, the thought of even a limited-war tactic such as driving an armored column through to a blockaded Berlin frightens the French, who are only 150 miles from Russian armies in East Germany. "To deliberately create such an international crisis in the thermonuclear...
Late in the afternoons, Painter made the martinis (while Conrad "held the vermouth a bit downwind"). With Painter playing the harmonica and Conrad the guitar, the children sang till suppertime and then climbed into their sleeping bags. On other days, the Painters and Conrads walked among the ponderosa pine and the aspen trees, past berries and pink dianthus and lupine and wild roses, yarrow and wild strawberry and kitten ears and vetch. Though most campers swear that the forest is a world of green-muffled silence, it is actually full of noise: the constant cry of gulls and other water...
Perhaps surprisingly, a number of commercials did not prejudice the viewer irrevocably against their product. Martini & Rossi's ad was clever: a vermouth crate is shown aboard a heavily rolling ship. An arm comes out of the crate (one speculates vainly on why its owner is inside) and grabs for an M & R bottle that is sliding toward an open porthole. The viewer thinks the bottle will fall over board. It does, in some commercials; but sometimes the ad is shown with a happy ending. A cartoon for Puss 'n Boots cat food shows a little man eating...
...promising, now dribbling, minor publishing-house editor who is yet the big fish for a group of skimpy has-beens and pallid never-weres. There are William's dull mistresses, who have been more habit-forming than exhilarating; there is a culture-nibbling male spinster, a self-centered, vermouth-soggy ex-publisher. Dancing around William at birthdays and get-togethers, they bicker and collide, inflate their roles, deflate their rivals; while darting dandiacally in and out is a successful literary glamour boy, cruelly kind as he hurries off to grander feasts...