Word: wined
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Bronze-Age Bar. The palace was well looted when it was burned, but smaller structures built on its ruins were destroyed without looting. Most interesting was a row of little shops. One was a Bronze Age pub with sunken vats for the wine supply and a lavish supply of glasses for serving the customers. It also had knucklebones, a gambling game that did the duty of a modern bar's chuck-a-luck...
...specially air-expressed samples from Budweiser breweries in Newark and Los Angeles, some competitors' beer. Schwaiger sniffs each glass, holds it to the light to check the color, drinks deeply in great, man-sized gulps, never sipping or swirling the beer in his mouth the way whisky or wine tasters do. "Ah," he will say quietly, "this is it," or, "No, no, the malt, the malt." Then he will order any one of a thousand slight changes to keep the various Anheuser-Busch brews uniform. After two hours of tasting. Brewmaster Schwaiger heads for home in a rosy glow...
More than anyone in the family, Gussie Busch is like Adolphus Busch, the son of a prosperous Mainz, Germany wine merchant, who emigrated to the U.S. in 1857. Settling in St. Louis, Adolphus Busch got into the brewing business by marriage. In 1861 he married the 17-year-old daughter of Eberhard Anheuser, a prosperous St. Louis soap manufacturer who had taken over a small South Side brewery after its owners went broke. When young Adolphus got back from the Union Army, Eberhard Anheuser asked him to run the beer company. He could hardly have found a better...
...Conseil d'État will unhesitatingly interpret a law newly passed by the National Assembly in the light of decrees or regulations issued by Francis I or Louis XIII, and use the final and authoritative construction thus put upon it to pour back the new wine into the old bottles of an archaic jurisprudence. Before the last war the Cour des Comptes still used the same antiquated accounting system, the same quill pens, and the same bewildering piles of ledgers that were used in the Chambre des Comptes of the last Capetians [circa 1300]." The typewriter and the calculating...
...menu. It read: "Cuisses de Nymphes a VAurore-Nymphs' Thighs alt Dawn." Intrigued, the prince nibbled at them, then called for the chef and demanded to know what he was eating. Frogs' legs, announced the chef. (In this case poached in a white-wine court bouillon, steeped in an aromatic cream sauce, seasoned with paprika, tinted gold, covered by a champagne aspic and served cold.) Aristocratic English circles in those days considered as vulgar an animal as the frog a gastronomic monstrosity, but the prince's verdict was: delicious. From that time Nymphs' Thighs became...