From Adam Gopnik’s review of The Letters of Cole Porter, in the January 20 New Yorker:
For all Porter’s aristocratic mien, his tastes were rather plain, as those of the American upper classes usually are — high taste is typically simple taste, as anyone who has eaten at a Wasp club knows. His list of requirements for a hotel room in Philadelphia during a tryout included sliced liverwurst, salami, and bologna, and twenty-four cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer.Related reading
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Ah, liverwurst. Do they still sell that?
ReplyDeleteRight next to the Colgate with Gardol.
ReplyDeleteBut seriously, It’s still on the supermarket shelf next to bologna and similar dangers. Twice a year, spring and winter, I succumb and buy liverwurst.