What good was being the king of the rackets in Newark, N.J., if you couldn't have DiMaggio at your dinner table?
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I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings. And I've never been too impressed.
At every step in his life, DiMaggio was what New Yorkers wanted in a hero.
He was J. DiMaggio, and that was his business. He always was served and hosted - he was America's guest. And I really I don't think we would have the athletes that we have today and the social system in which they live without DiMaggio and what he did.
I was a big Jersey meat-and-potatoes kind of guy before I got here.
Poor, darling fellow - he died of food. He was killed by the dinner table.
No one could have prepared for me BBQ on pizza. I mean, both are great. But together? It was incredible.
Dinner at college high table is one of the legendary experiences of England. I could remember keenly each one I had attended; the repartee is sharper than the cutlery.
I went to the Paradise Restaurant on 49th Street and Broadway which was where they were playing, and I sat in.
Author tours used to have a sense of excitement and pleasure, a sense of occasion. I remember stores having a table with wine and food. It was just a real evening.
I left the table where there were important people and had lunch with my husband and a few friends. The reception was organised in my honour, so it was rather amusing.
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