Word: vodka
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...restaurant's liquor list reads like a South Sea adventure. After an encounter with a White Witch (pure white Jamaica rum) or a Rangoon Ruby (vodka and cranberry juice), the drinker may well feel such a Suffering Bastard (rums, lime and liqueurs) that he will want to see Dr. Funk of Tahiti ("redolent of French rums and absinthe"). Actually, the author of these "Polynesian" cocktails has never roamed the South Seas. Nevertheless, salty, peg-legged Victor Bergeron, 58, has parlayed a flair for serving good food amid a supply of grass skirts, Tiki gods and outrigger canoes into...
...nothing yet. But a few weeks ago, he circulated a grim private letter to all of Poland's 15.000 priests, warning them to "prepare for the worst . . . even jail or physical harm." Empty Streets. Churches are still full, for Poles are highly religious, and the vast quantity of vodka they consume is hardly sufficient solace for a life that is endlessly drab. Industrial production is up, and food supplies are adequate, but Warsaw, like most Polish cities, is bleak and shabby; at night the ill-lit streets are empty but for a scattering of street cleaners, drunks and rattletrap...
...they liked better. Production was still further slowed by Brando's perfectionism. With a cast and crew on full salary, he sat for hours beside the Pacific Ocean and waited for the waves "to become more dramatic." For a drunk scene, he chugalugged a pint of vodka, got sincerely stoned and reportedly lost his supper - but kept the footage...
...north-central Laos? Last week TIME Correspondent James Wilde got a rare chance to see for himself. The Russians have been busily wooing Prince Souvanna Phouma, 59, who was Premier of Laos until he fled to exile in Cambodia last December. Fortnight ago, over dinner and a bottle of vodka at Russian Ambassador Aleksandr Abramov's house in the Cambodian capital of Pnompenh, Prince Souvanna agreed to visit the rebel stronghold. He took along his old friend, Correspondent Wilde, who flew out last week with Souvanna and filed an eye-witness account...
...office party, or so it seems, and the mail clerk has had just enough vodka and cranberry juice to get up and pulsate with song. But the office is really Manhattan's subterranean Copacabana, one of the best-known bomb shelters in the world, and the mail clerk is little Bobby Darin, a $350,000-a-year corporation with ducktail by Lilly Dach...