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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1962-10-25, Page 7t; tourists — who Nearly ,pre- fer Walt Dlqwy to Horace •Oree- in such a mixture of emotions, hard objective judgment Is elu. sive, indeed tmbecoming. Others,. whose intellectual h o rizons stretch further than the next deadline, will have to .inake the. momentous decision. No matter. what their• conclusion, they should' be warned that .those laboring at the .craft, with goals na higher than the next payday, reserve the right to criticize the design, quarrel with the • selec- tion of great names and east a :questioning 41•4..4 on expensive tourist traps that don't, in fact, trap tourists. Evening Sun (Bel timm •••••••••...1,1,.1. MILES 0 100 • t(AOLACit it Ak EL itiboudo ... . . 46- Cheese Made. Of Etanana Peel — UGH' wondered about the reason for • the shooting. liar stepfather mused: "She was Unhappy .and always shy and never dated any-. one until $.1ie, mat Piero , „ knew she • was deeply in awe with him, A:s for Fiero . ." His voice trailed off. • Why was Piero, dead? "I'd rather' • not answer that . • „ I. won't tell • you why," was • all Suzanne would say. LOOKS AT QUADS -- Mrs. Mary Halverson, of Gig Harbor, Wash., far left, looks dawn line of incubators containing her quadruplets, The quads consist of three girls and one boy, They,,are shown at the Tacoma general hospital, do suggest :IS rules of good Oste for bnsi , ness who smi!!;es at her ,effice? A. Above al:L she should he tidy about it. Empty the %.;11- tray frequently. Don't w with a cigarette hanging out of the mouth, and never earn ;.; one with you when you go into the boss' office to tt,ke dictation TABLE TALKS Jam. Anoltews. After you've heard two eye- witness accounts of an auto ae. eident, you begin to. wonder about history, Even a cursory look el the soaring sales figures showed how fond Germans had become of the new, rich red wine im- ported from Italy, Its lusty taste washed well with sauerbraten 4nd citttnplings; it seemed to have a little extra something that the more familiar brands lacked. When German health authorities finally got around to analyzing the new impart they discovered just what. Besides a trifling amount of grape, there were traces of ox blood, veal banes, skimmed milk, fish glue, .›eaweed, and a tar derivative to help the coloring, Four million liters of the tasty concoction were confiscated and Italian Premier Amintere Fanfard promptly ordered an investiga- tion. But wine was not the only thing Fanfani was worried about. In recent weeks, there has been an epidemic of adulterated foods throughout Italy. Among the more flagrant cases were the 5,000 pounds of Trieste cheese made of banana peel, the Genoa bread with a 50 per cent Pig- fodder content, and the Gorizia butter produced from imported U.S. tallow normally used as a lubricant in ship launchings, A Verona cheese firm was closed clown when health authorities discovered it was preserving its cheeses with formalin, an anti- septic used in morgues. In. Rome, police shut 38 butch,ershops in three days. Meat had been "re- juvenated" with a powder that made it look fresher. Chicken sales also dropped sharply for a while, the result of newspaper claims that chick- ens fattened with female hor- mones could weaken the sexual prowess of Italian males. Fantfani has promised new laws, and a special bureau to see that they are carried out. At present, in Rome alone, there are 24 sanitary inspectors for a population of 2 million. filled with buttered. green broc- coli CORN RING WITH BUTTERED BROCCOLI 1 Pm:Rage frozen cut corn 1 package frozen broccoli 3 tablespoons flour 1 teaspoon salt 3 tablespoons butter 3 eggs, separated 1 eup hot milk Pimiento, cut in strips • Cook frozen corn in le cup boiling water for 2 minutes. Melt butter; mix in flour and • salt; add heated milk and stir until thick; remove from heat. Add •beaten egg yolks and then add corn. Fold in stiffly beaten egg whites. PoUr into greased mold. Place mold in a pan of hot . water; bake at 325' F. for 25 minutes. Turn mold out on plate; decorate with pimiento and gar- nish with parsley sprigs. Fill center with cooked broccoli, Serves 6. Hall Of Fame— Or Tourist Trap? Frantic Race To. Save Love Letters Imagine the feelings of an author who found recently that the 2,000-word manuscript of an article he had written had been accidentally thrown into a waste- paper basket and taken sixteen miles from London to a dump. When the mistake was discov- ered a member of his staff hired a taxi and raced the garbage truck to the dump, But the thought of sorting through more than 8 tons of waste paper in a search for the missing manuscript daunted everyone. The search was called off. Garbage disposal men are fre- quently asked to hunt for rings, bracelets, necklaces and watches which their owners have lost and think may have somehow found their way to rubbish dumps via dustbins. Few are ever found after they have reached the dump, but a kindly council worker recently put on a hustle to retrieve a fad- ed batch of Dove letters tied with yellow ribbon five minutes before it was due to enter a South Coast dust destructor. The seventy-year-old woman owner had been turning out the, contents of a bureau and the let- ters, written by a sweetheart who was killed in France in the First World War, had been accidental- ly dropped into her dustbin with unwanted papers. On the day the collector called at a Lincolnshire house, a pet tor- toise and his cardboard-box home were tipped by mistake into the garbage truck ready for a two- mile trip to the rubbish dump. Bongo's owner guessed what had happened and sped on her cycle to the local council offices. A clerk dashed off on his mo- torcycle and was just in time to save the tortoise from being bur- ied under an avalanche of rub- bish. The proposal to build a nation- al Hall of Fame for newspaper men in Gathland State Park is bound to produce mixed emotions among those of us who on the whole subscribe to the tradition- al view that we are little more than ink-stained wretches, The implicit admiration is seductive, to be sure. To think that some mernbe'rs of the clan might be as worthy of exaltation as Ty Cobb, Babe Ruth, Home Run. Baker and other immortals who inhabit a somewhat different Hall of Fame in. Cooperstown! But modesty intrudes. The in- defatigable forefinger in the dial and the well-cocked ear for dip- lomatic and political gossip seem terribly mundane tools with which to dig one's way into so holy a temple. Professional skep- ticism also raises a warning sig- nal. Are the politicians who pro- pose so flattering a tribute up to their old tricks of puffing up the hunt-and-peck` trade in hopes of getting a somewhat better press? Ox is this only another wistful and dubious scheme for attract- A Few Hints For Student Car Drivers CHECKMATES — Sport cos- tume done in houndstooth check with high boots of the same fabric was shown re- cently at a salon in Paris, At The Very Tip Of South. Africa We see that Police Chief Don. Hager has his own ideas about how students should comport themselves while driving cars to school , He didn't say he doesn't like the idea of students driving to school, Many have to. And many are, in his estimation, prudent drivers. But there are some things the chief doesn't like. They are worth reviewing. Fast starts, tire squealing, squirreling, fast turns and switching lanes' suddenly with- out good cause add up in the chief's book to negligent driving and could end with a citation to police court. Careless driving anywhere is no good, and noisy driving around the schcols, coupled with tactics which en- danger those on foot will find no favour with the head of our Police Department. Hitchhiking, the chief reminded us, is unsafe and against the law and could end with citations fors both rider and driver. "Courtesy and good common sense should be used above all," said Chief Hager, and if we read between the lines correctly, the chief believes high school .,and college students know what courtesy and commen sense are. — Tacoma (Wash.) News Tri- bune. Brussels sprouts in a squash ring is an interesting combina- tion of vegetables. Cook the sprouts, butter them, and add a few slivered almonds before put- ting them in the squash ring. SQUASH RING WITH BRUSSELS SPROUTS 4 eggs, beaten cups milk 1 teaspoon salt Pinch pepper Irs cup fine dry bread crumbs 1 teaspoon grated lemon rind 1 teaspoon grated onion 3 cups cooked fresh squash 3 tablespoons lemon juice 2 tablespoons melted butter Chopped chives Preheat oven to 350' F. Com- bine e g g s, milk, seasoning, crumbs, lemon rind, and onion. Fold in .squash, lemon juice, and melted butter, Turn into well- greased 6-eup ring mold, Set in pan of warm water and bake 50- 60 minutes, until set. Remove from pan of water and let stand 10 minutes: Unmold on platter; fill center with cocked Brussels sprouts. Sprinkle squash ring with chopped chives. Serves 6-8. I did my best to appreciate the strange fact of my being here at the very tip of Africa. Though, as Dad explained, this wasn't the farthest point of the continent, oddly enough. There was an- other cape across False Bay, still a little lower than our peninsula. But since the warmer currents of the Indian Ocean met the At- lantic around the point this was the important cape. Now the road turned inland and took a central course down the narrowing peninsula. We stopped at a guard station to check into the game reserve, and then we were driving through a wild, low stretch of country where any pile of rocks might harbor baboons or some of the antelope varieties that were com- mon in South Africa. In one place an old grandfath- er baboon sat beisde the road and stared as thbugh he thouhgt us as oddly interesting as we thought him. I rolled up the window on my side in a ,hurry and waved at him through the glass as we went by. Sometimes baboons could be very unfriend- ly. Except for him, we saw no- thing . but dassies — the little ..South African rook rabbits — sunning themselves on piles of rock and watching us from a safe distance. When we reached the high promontory that was Cape Point, we left the car and followed a low path along the Indian Ocean side. Here we were sheltered from the winds of the South At- lentie that beat against the old lighthouse high above. Dad found a flat rock where we could sit in the warming sun and let the morning creep lazily by, I still felt only satisfaction in being with him. It seemed as though there must be a thousand things I ought to use this oppor- tunity for saying, but I was con- tent just to be.—From "Secret of the Tiger's Eye," by Phyllis A. Whitney. • Here is e potato pie using cheese and peanuts along with other ingredients, It could be a meal in itself, without meat, if your family likes it that,wey, but it is aslo good with plump hamburgers, frankfurters, or steaks, Make the pie shell first. CHEESE-POTATO PIE - Crust 1,4- cup butter, melted 1 cup crushed, oven-toasted rice cereal 1 cup crushed, bite-size shredded wheat biscuits Mix butter and crushed cereals together; press all but 1,e cup in bottom of an 8-inch pie pan. Filling 2 cups cottage cheese, sieved y; cup dairy sour cream 2 cups mashed potatoes or package instant mashed, po- tato mix reconstituted with Pei cups scalded . milk 1 teaspoon salt • Dash of pepper 1 tablespoon sesame seeds Y2. cup chopped salted peanuts 1 tablespoon chopped green pepper 1 tablespoon chopped pimiento lYliIk Butter Beat together cottage cheese, sour cream, mashed Potatoes, salt, pepper, and sesame seeds; mix in peanuts, green peppers, and pimientos. Spoon into pie shell. Brush top with milk, dot with butter, and sprinkle on more sesame seeds. Spoon re- mraining 1/2 cup cereal' mixture around outer edge of pie. Bake about 20 minutes at 375' P. Serves 6, * How would you -like a com- bination of onions and sweet po- tatoes. Here is an unusual pie combining' them. ONION PIE 14. cup butter 6 cups sliced onions (2 pounds) 2 teaspoons Kitchen Bouquet 114 teaspoons salt IA teaspoon pepper *3.1s teaspoon powdered thyme 1 3-ounce can chopped, broiled mushrooms with liquid 4 pound process Canadian cheese, finely diced 2' eggs 3 cups mashed sweet potatoes. Melt butter in large skillet over moderate heat. Add onions. Cover and cook,- stirring occa- sionally, until nearly tender — abut 15 minutes. Remove froM heat end .stir in Kitchen Bou- quet. Add salt, pepper, thyme, initghreoms, and .ebeese, Mix well, heat eggs and stir into on- ion mixture. Place in well-greas- ed shallow baking dish. (8-12 .inches), Top with whipped sweet potatoes. Bake at 350' F. until potatoes. are lightly browned about 45 minutes. Serve at once; serves 6. N't If you want a real picture-dish, try this golden corn ring decor- ated with red pimiento strips and PUDDLE JUMPIN' — Carolyn Patrick glances over het shoulder at her puddle double What Do You Know About NORTHWEST AFRICA? Girl Without Roots Kills. For No Reason 'BingCant a small medieval. N't„. print, Suzanne Curt Stood impassively in 13osten's mUniele pal courtroom one day last tuenth. She looked like anyone but a wealthy poet-debutante from proper Lottielettee Square (proper Bosteniens pronounce the "s" in LotilsbUrg). Instead, her straight drab-blond hair hung lank below the shoulders of her blue shantung dress, Her face was pasty pale and she said nothing during the eight- minute arraignment proceedings in which her lawyer waived a hearing. Then, a court attendant tapped her shoulder. Courteous- ly, the 21-year-old gril mumbl- ed, "Thank you," Then along with two other women — one a drunk, one a shoplifter — Sad- eyed, stoical Suzanne Clift was taken to the Suffolk County Jail to await grand-jury action. For Suzanne had admitted, police said, that she had slain, her best beau, handsome Piero Brentani, 27, But why? Suzanne's genteel world of private school, college, jobs, a debut, and social prominence was ripped apart in the fusty courtroom. But indeed its fowl-, dations had been wrenched eight years ago when She was 13 and her parents parted, Her father, movie-TV produ- cer W. Brooks Chit Jr., brother of actor Montgomery Clift, went to live in New York, Her mo- ther remarried a chemical en- gineer, Peter Thomson, and al- though Mrs. Thomson stayed in Boston, Suzanne moved in with her grandmother, Mrs. Barbara ' Pierce Pairmain. When Suzanne wasn't at Winsor, the finishing whoal in suburban Brookline, or later at Mount Holyoke College, Suzanne had an apartment of her own in her grandmother's five-story house at 85 Pinckney ptireet, only a few steps from Louisburg Square. Neither finishing echool nor foreign travel nor the social whirl, to which she was intro- duced in a debutante dance of 1958, made Suzanne other than quiet, withdrawn girl. She left eollege after two years, dawdl- ed through a succession of un- distinguished jobs. Nearly every- body who knew her was happy when Suzanne met Pietro Bren- teal, handsome, 6-foot Harvard educated engineer and scion of a prosperous Swiss-Italian fam- ily. Suzanne, not usually talka- tive, told everyone that they would be manned. A few weeks ago, Suzanne's grandmother, Mrs. P e a r m a i n, came back from ten days at her summer home in Osterville, Cape Cod, 'and found Brentani shot to death in the house on Pinckney Street. He was lying nude beneath a sheet on a bed in Suzanne's apartment, neither his clothes nor Suzanne nor her pet dachoh,und Sdhipzie any- where to be found. Two days later,. a distraught young, wom- an walked into Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston, 'sat on a bench, and calmly asked for psychiatric treatment. It was Suzanne, of c o u r s e. ' She had been under a psychiatrist's "care for a year. Dazedly, she told a strange story of flying to New York, then to Rio de Janeiro, and back to Boston by way of New York again — and all in two days. She was tired, the doctors said, but not sick. Aftem three hours of question- ing by police, she told them that she had shot Brentani in the back of the head with a .22-cali- ber Smith & Wesson revolver, a weapon she obtained — per- haps through theft — during the panic about reports of a mysteri- ous Boston strangler. And as Suzanne went to jail, all Boston ISSUE 43 — 1962 Q. If all the other guests at dinn er' have refuSed second helPingS of dishes, and then you are asked; is it all right for you aecept? In this case it -would probably be better if you declined. If you. Were the only one to accept a second belting, you naturally would be delaying the serving of the next course and a well. bred Person is alWayil 'consider'. ate' of others. CUP-A-LA KIDS — Amy, 6, right and. Ivy Penzell paint faces in caricature on small plastic cups, which Were giVeri friends (gathered in their horrie, POPE PRAYS FOR COUNCIL -- As the Basilica of St. John of Lateran in Rome, Pope John XXIII prays for the success of the Second VaticanounciI.,the Pope prciyt before o large crucifix Which t according to traditions stopped a plague Rohie in 1522.