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Carter picked up the same theme at dinner that evening in the U.S. residence, a relaxed affair attended by the two leaders and their closest aides. In one of the numerous toasts with Russian vodka, the President defined the U.S. world role as "one that supports change toward greater pluralism in and among societies." Moreover, he said, "that we have the power to destroy other nations does not mean we have a right or a need to control them." Brezhnev continued to be in good humor. Imbibing freely, he told stories about hunting in Siberia and the Georgian Republic...
...General Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party and the Chairman of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the U.S.S.R. Both titles are held by a man of 72 who has eaten too much starchy food, smoked too many cigarettes and drunk too much vodka in a life full of stress, and who is now suffering from a variety of chronic neurological, respiratory and circulatory ailments. Brezhnev's physical condition has already severely drained his energy, slurred his speech and slowed his movements. It could kill or incapacitate him at any time...
...presence-reached across the table to light the cigarette of a Russian and dozens of bored cameramen came alive. Snap, click, whirr. Around the world a thin ray of hope shone from the morning's front pages immortalizing the symbolic U.S.-Soviet cooperation. By evening, with a little vodka under their collective belts, there was reason to believe the two superpowers might at last see the folly of a nuclear arms race and find some formula by which to limit...
...Middletown, just three miles from the crippled plant, bartenders concocted a new drink combining gin, vodka and bourbon and called it the Bubble Buster, because "it melts down everything." At Dickinson College in Carlisle, 25 miles to the west, students dreamed up such T-shirt slogans as KISS ME, I'M RADIATED. Other area residents wore more defiant slogans: HELL, NO, WE WON'T GLOW. Needling the lack of scientific certainty about the effects of radiation, some T-shirt wearers proclaimed: I SURVIVED THREE MILE ISLAND-I THINK...
...also knows how to leaven suspense with satire. The book's grim five-day siege is softened throughout by memorable set-pieces. At one vodka-high point, captive Russian tourists and a bunch of Yale alumni swap song for song, while American wives instruct their captors in the Hustle. In another, bone-weary Alyosha beds a beautiful Intourist guide in Czarina Elizabeth I's Petersburg sled. Outside, in tune to the jouncing springs, a group of toasting Russians rhythmically applauds the lovers' vigor. For such flamboyant scenes and scenery, the saline Salt Mine deserves an ovation...