Word: wined
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...months the carabinieri had been keeping an eagle eye on a padlocked wine cellar in the Adriatic seaport of Porto d'Ascoli. In it were 3,400,000 quarts of red wine stored in vats sealed by the police. The wine, an adulterated brew made of such confections as tar acid, ammonia, glycerin, citric acid, a sludge taken from the bottom of banana boats, and, of course, alcohol, was Exhibit A in a continuing case against 260 defendants charged with selling the grapeless vino throughout Italy. Oddly enough, those who sampled the stuff swore it tasted exactly like ordinary...
Maternus, named after a 4th century German bishop, successfully combines food, service, atmosphere and personality. Its kitchen turns out such specialties as Filet Wellington, Sole Nantua and Kalbsrücken Orloff, a veal steak that serves ten. The wine cellar contains an outstanding assortment of Moselle. The tables are decorated with well-worn pewter, the five public dining rooms provide the kind of labyrinthine privacy that politicians prefer, and the two private rooms are perfect for In-timpolitik. Presiding over all is Owner-Hostess Ria Alzen, a 55-year-old divorcee of quick wit and ready warmth. Because...
Owner Alzen's family have been restaurateurs for 176 years; her father bought Maternus in'1908, when it was merely a "wine cafe" serving Rhine wine and cold dishes. One guest, while the restaurant was a U.S. Army officers' club in 1945, was two-gun George Patton: the general candidly admired Ria's legs but never commented on the food. After Bonn became the federal capital and Ria became Maternus' sole owner, the restaurant's political era began. Konrad Adenauer liked to greet Ria, a fellow Rhinelander, in local dialect; he became a regular...
...much. As soon as I got home, I unnerved myself from two months of Cambridge with a bottle of wine and ten hours' sleep. As soon as I regained consciousness I grabbed a copy of Portnoy and tried to forget about the vagaries of scholarship I'd been pursuing and bury myself pleasurably in the contemporary experience...
...unnatural sphere. But there is no condition for human beings which could be identified as the natural one. If you happen to drink a lot of coffee and eat bagels all the time, your natural condition will be tremendously different from what the man who eats beef and drinks wine feels like...