Judge — June 1937 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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"Marie, did we send a son to college in 1931?” HIGH QD HAT ‘TH first lassie to approach the springboard this fine summer day is Miss Sarah Deane, of Petersburg, Vir- ginia. Miss Deane calls her drink the Port and Starboard (Port and Stabbard, you landlubbers) and it goes like this: . albe ice You chill the Port and Starboard slightly, stir it gently, and serve it with a great deal of trepidation, for two of them set you off with a hey nonny nonny and a hot-cha-cha, A surprisingly good drink is the “Life Is Good,” conttibuted by Mr. Lynn Zemansky, of Rockford, Illinois. Try a couple of them, and you'll agree with Junior and Mr. Zemansky that life és good. “Pour two jiggers of gin, preferably du Bouchett, daintily into your shaker. Now add a teaspoonful of Thompson's Malted Milk powder. Pour in about one half jigger of some good Rock & Rye. Shake this messy-sounding, but utterly delicious, drink with a rolling motion, and, of course, your shaker is filled with cracked ice before you start rolling. “Now strain into a cocktail glass, and 16 after dropping a cherry pierced with a toothpick into this bit of drinker's de- light, serve to your guest. “Take it or leave it, it's my entry. And so, gentlemen, may I take leave of you with a cheerful, SKOL!”" Skol right back at you, Mr. Zemansky, and here's to the Life Is Good! Herewith, Junior is proud to announce that for his “Queen Helen” entry in last month's drinkstakes, Mr. James A. Lums- den of Mentane, California, is in receipt of a very fine black glass, golfer's cock- tail shaker, embossed with sterling silver, from the Wilke Pipe Shop at 400 Madi- son Avenue. Junior sincerely hopes that with this uncanny instrument clasped in his capable hands, Mr. Lunsden will be concocting Queen Helens, until Gabriel tootles his peeps. Many of Junior's beloved flock have heralded the approach of long, sunny afternoons by sending in eveipes for the beau ideal of all summer drinks, the Mint Julep, suh. It is altogether fittin; and proper, then, that the winnah an noo champeen for this month should be a julep-fancier, a man fit to uphold the highest traditions and honor of the old South. It is with pride and pleasure, gentle. comicbooks.com