Word: waitere
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...nearest chair, poured the champagne into her black suede shoe (size four) and drank a toast. Shouted Tallulah: "Winston Churchill is my god, and I'm just mad about England. I mean Britain. I just love you all like crazy." Then she hopped down, tapped the nearest waiter, kissed him four times and said, "Darling, bring me a drink." As other waiters scurried to be of service, she cautioned the cameramen: "Don't shoot me grinning. I look like the Cheshire cat." As she answered reporters' questions she pleaded: "Don't say I'm gracious...
...hour and a half later the course, which included Tallulah's rumbling rendition of Juliet's balcony scene on the hotel stairway, was over and memories were considerably freshened. One waiter muttered in stark wonder: "Nothing like this has ever happened here before...
...Blush in Manhattan. For all this work, Mel Allen gets a flower a day from an anonymous woman, 1,000 letters a week, $100,000 a year and the satisfaction of having one of radio's most familiar voices ("How about that!"). But when a Manhattan waiter told him last week that he recognized his voice the minute he heard it, Allen blushed-a reminder that big city fame & fortune have not entirely changed the Melvin Allen Israel who was born the son of a general store proprietor in Johns...
...give them trouble. But the Maceos' biggest enterprise, the Balinese Room, is built at the end of a pier; liquor and gambling apparatus had a way of disappearing before the Rangers got in. When the coppers appeared, the band struck up The Eyes of Texas, and the head waiter strode up to give them a hearty, if overly triumphant welcome...
...Watch is at its readable best when it describes people and places: poverty-stricken slum dwellers in a Rome suburb, a garrulous waiter, fellow passengers on an auto trip to Naples, the palace where he lived in Rome, with a staircase so spacious that G.I.s drove up & down it in their jeeps. These are bits & pieces, some of them very good, but they cannot make a book and they do not begin to make a novel. At 48, Carlo Levi is still the middling painter who wrote Christ Stopped at Eboli...