WHERE'S THE COFFEE? - Getting together over a friendly donut in New York are Brenda Budney, left, 18, of Woodbridge, N.J., and Juliet Hunt, 20, of London England, contestants in the International Donut Queen contest climaxing National Donut Week. TABLE TALKS Kzssl.i' q)qx& Andrews. Sizzling Steaks Cooked In Street There is one big difierence between a ditch digger m New York City an.1 counterpa t in Buenos Aire* The Argentine worker, rippi-g up the macadam slong the city trolley tracks With pick and shovel, usually has sizzling beet-iteak for lunch, even though his wage may be less than 5 cents an hour. The New Yorker may have his crisp, fresh-baked Italian bread --as does the Argentine--but r.e has something other than beef, probably salami, between the fragrant upper and lover sections of bread. Walk down one ol the main shopping avenues in Buenos Aires at about 10:30 a.m.--on Maipu or Corrientes Streets -- and more than likely you will see some workmen preparing for on outdoor barbecue of beef. It's called an "asado" here. They have one every day. One gets to know he is approaching workmen by the scents of charcoal broiled beef wafting down the avenue. The men sit on their haunches around the low grill which is set over hot coals. One man does the turning of the beef. The others kibitz. "There, now, Juan," says one as he noisily anticipates the taste of the^roiled steak, by smacking his lips,' "that one is done enough on that side. Turn it over." "Not yet," answers the cook nonchalantly, quite unconcerned about the city traffic whizzing by. "The fire is not as hot as you think." Of course, they may not have choice tenderloins broiling over the brazier of coals, but there will be many tender cuts, and the Argentine knows how to make them tender if they're not. The reason workmen can have beef nearly 14 times a week foi lunch and dinner is that the choicest tenderloins here cost about 26 (twenty-six) cents a pound. This, of course, is very expensive for Mr. and Mrs. Juan Doe. Beef has gone up 100 per cent in cost in the past four months. The tenderest beef used to cost about 12 cents a pound, only a quarter of a year ago, writes Bertram B. Johansson in The Christian Science Monitor. A common joint of meat, the rump steak which Argentines can broil to perfection, now costs about 16 cents a pound. Stew beef is about eight cents a pound. In this "down under" temperate zone city, it's not only the seasons that are reversed. Chicken costs mora than 26-cent tenderloin steaks. There are not many substitutes for beef, and since beef is to the Argentine what rice is to the Japanese, it's logical, isn't it, that everyone should eat beef? It gets a bit heavy if it is served for breakfast though. Beef experts here cite two reasons for the inordinate increase in the price of this Argentine commodity. First there was the 60 per cent wage boost for everyone which President Frondizi authorized shortly after he took office. Prices were not frozen at that time, and have continued to go up, especially on foods. Also, Argentina is exporting more beef than ever, but the domestic demand has increased ss well. In 1957, some 12,100,000 head of beef were prepared for eEting, of which 2,600,000 we.'e for export. GULLS SPOILED IT Gas-filled balloons released at Dover, Kent, in a charity race were burst by seagulls which swooped on them as they crossed the- -harbour. SOMETHING FISHY - This goldfish heads for the bottom of its bowl In Worcester Park, England, while Smudge, the cat, dreams of fish dinner. Here is the way to make a chocolate pie that can be chilled and topped with whipped cream at the last minute and whisked onto the table in next to no time. Chilled Chocolate Pie 1-lVi teaspoons unflavored gelatin (use larger amount in hot weather) 2 tablespoons cold water 2 squares unsweetened chocolate (2 oz.) 3 eggs, separated 1 cup sugar M teaspoon salt \i cup milk 1 teaspoon vanilla y3 cup thin cream 1 baked S-inch pastry shell 1 cup whipping cream Soften gelatin in cold water 5 minutes. Melt chocolate in top of double boiler. Beat egg yolks well; add % cup sugar gradually, beating thoroughly. Stir in salt and milk. Combine with melted chocolate, cook over boiling water, stirring constantly, until mixture is thick and smooth (about 5 minutes). Remove from heat; add softened gelatin; stir until thoroughly dissolved. Chill until almost congealed. Beat egg whites until foamy; add remaining sugar gradually, beating until mixture stands in soft peaks. Beat gelatin mixture, add vanilla and cream in several portions; beat after each addition. Fold in egg whites thoroughly. Pour into pastry shell. Chill until until firm. Top with whipped cream. I keep finding people who do not know about Apple Foam, and that's a pity, for it makes a handsome, easy dessert. Beat the whites of two eggs, grate two apples and stir into egg whites with 1 cup white sugar. Beat till fluffy and thoroughly blended and serve over or under thin custard--or by itself if you prefer. Peach Sundae Pie IV2 cups sifted flour V-z teaspoon salt Yz cup crunch-style peanut butter IV2-2 tablespoons water 1 can (No. Z¥z) cling peach slices and 1 cup peach syrup Vi cup butter 1 cup brown sugar (packed) 1 teaspoon vanilla 1 quart vanilla ice cream \'\ cup chopped peanuts Sift flour with salt; cut in shortening and peanut butter. Add water gradually, mixing : lightly with a fork, until mix-* ture is moist enough to shape into a ball. Roll out and fit into a 9-inch pie plate; flute edges , to make a high rim. Pierce shell with fork. Bake at 450°F. about 12 minutes. Cool. Drain peach slices well, saving 1 cup syrup. Combine butter and sugar. Cook over low heat, stirring constantly, until butter is melted and mixture is bubbling and blended--about 5 minutes. Stir in peach syrup. Insert candy thermometer and boil over medium-high heat until mixture forms a thick syrup (230°F ) Remove from heat and cool Add vanilla. Just before serving, spoon half of ice cream into pie shell; top with half the, peaches; repeat layers. Top with caramel sauce and peanuts. Cut into wedges to serve. Serves 6. You, chill this marbled rice loaf, ice it with whipped cream and decorate it" with swirls of chocolate and chocolate chips before serving. Drive With Care Marbled Dessert Loaf 1 cup uncooked white rice 4 cups milk Vi cup sugar 1 teaspoon vanilla V2 cup very thick fudge sauce or other semisweet chocolate sauce V<2 pint whipping cream 2 tablespoons sugar 1 teaspoon vanilla Put rice and milk in 2-qt. or larger saucepan. Heat; when bubbles appear around edges of pan, turn heat as low as possible. Cover and leave over low heat for 45 minutes, or until most of milk is absorbed. Stir several times during cooking. Stir in the Vz cup sugar and 1 teaspoon vanilla. Remove half the rice mixture to mixing bowl and stir the fudge sauce into it. Thoroughly grease a 9x5x2V2-inch loaf pan. Drop tablespoons of the chocolate and vanilla rice mixtures in the loaf pan, alter- { nating the light and dark mixtures. (If fudge mixture is a little thin, allow it to cool slightly). However, mixtures should be warm when placed in loaf pan so it will hold together as a loaf. After half the mixtures have been put in pan, press with back of a wet tablespoon. Continue filling the loaf pan, alternating the mixtures. When all is used, press in same manner as above so rice will be firmly packed. Cool. Cover and chill in refrigerator. To serve, whip cream stiff, adding sugar and vanilla. Ice loaf with this cream and decorate with chocolate. Serves 10. 400 HIPPOS SHOT More than 400 hippopotami have been shot in Queen Elizabeth National Park in an experiment designed to show whether the large hippo population in the park should be reduced to prevent desrtuction of valuable grazing land. Found Lost Husband On Movie Screen As the young Swede strolled over the stone bridge spanning the little river, his heart suddenly beat faster. For coming out of a roadside cottage was the most beautiful girl he had It was the last day of his holiday in the picturesque country town.' He had an hour to spare before catching his train home, so he paused on the bridge to watch the girl as she went down to the river to fill a pail with water. The young man felt in the mood for a mild flirtation. "Hullo* May I talk to you?" he called out. The girl shook her head shyly. Acting on impluse, he picked up a stone and flung it in her direction, hoping that the splash would attract her attention. But to his horror the stone struck the girl on the leg, and she fell on to the bank, moaned and lay still. The young man ran to her. It was clear that shock had made her faint, for her leg was not seriously injured. Slowly she revived. Her eyes flashing with anger, she told him what she thought of his foolish action. Then, picking up her pail, she strode away. Back at his home in the city, he brooded over the incident for weeks. He realized that he had fallen in love with the girl. But he feared that, even if they did meet' again, she would never accept as a sweetheart a man who had thrown a stone at her! The following summer his firm sent him on a business mission to Paris. And, as he was strolling along one of the banks of the Seine one sunny afternoon, he saw her again. This time she was with her middle-aged aunt, with whom she was spending a week's holiday. He raised his hat and said with a smile: *'We seem destined to meet on river banks. I do hope your leg is now quite better?" Intrigued by his audacity, the girl decided to forgive him. She introduced him to her aunt. Soon all three were laughing over the young couple's first unfortunate encounter. They were married in Stockholm in the following April. Seemingly impossible incidents are always taking place. Here are some of them. Consider the strange story of It Sussex woman"who was married at Windsor. A few weeks after the wedding her husband said he was going out for a walk--and vanished. His wife searched everywhere for him for more than thirty years. She went to the police, visited hospital after hospital, advertised in newspapers all over the world--but he never came back. Iii due course, she was given permission to presume his death and as a result received a widow's pension. She found life difficult and very lonely. Then one day, to escape from her memories, she went to a movie in London. While watching an American film she saw a man who was her husband's "double" on the screen, playbig the part of an officer in the U.S. Army. She began to feel certain she had actually seen her husband, so she wrote to the film com- ■ pany in Hollywood. They questioned the actor and he admitted he was the missing husband. He explained that he could not afford to return to England, but he undertook to send his wife a monthly allowance. For some years it arrived regularly. Then, one day in autumn, the wife heard her husband had died. Less than a month later, she also died--of a broken heart. Equally fantastic is the story of the butler who worked for a number of years for two spinsters in a house in London's Mayfair. He surprised them one day by handing in his notice. "I'm tired of service and feel it's time I had some rest and someone to look after me. So I'm going to retire and employ a housekeeper," he said. The spinsters were terribly upset and asked him to go out of the room while they talked the matter over. An hour later they rang tor him and, to his amazement, asked him whether he would care to marry one cf them. The butler chose the younger w.man. A few months later he married ' her and was installed as master in the house where he had worked for so long as a servant. In 1935 a woman fell in love with a heavily-framed print of the- painting "A Little Bit of Heaven," whicn she saw in the window of a Hertfordshire art shop. She could not afford to buy it and finally fo.-got about the print. But exactly twenty years later, in 1955, she visited her daughter and son-in-law at their Middlesex flat. And there, on the table, was the heavily-framed print. Her daughter had just bought it for five shillings in the same art shop! A London weman was destroying a collection of old letters one afte-noon some time ego when she came across one from an old Canadian friend. She and he- husband had met him during \'.v: first world war. was ab.n-: to destroy the let+er, when there was a knock at the door, she says. "I went to the door with the letter in my hand--and there stood the Canadian!" Doctoring By Remote Control In Kansas City, two heart specialists studied the functioning insides of three patients who were, at the moment, 1,000 miles away in Bethesda (Md.) Naval Hospital. They peered at the wavy lines registering on tht graph of an electrocardiogram, and listened -- through an electronic sounding device -- to the patients' heartbeats. By means of the telemeter, a special electronic intsrdment hooked up to the - patients,' their physical symptoms were transmitted over ordinary long-distance telephone wires. The specialists then heard a brief telephone rundown of the cases from Lt. John D. Kern, a Navy cardiologist at Bethesda. Promptly, the distant doctors diagnosed (1) a mild cardiac infarct (destruction of a small area of the heart tissue), (2) cor pulmonale, a hard-to-spot heart ailment that follows a lung disease, and (3) a case of right-sided heart, with a peculiar electrocardiograph pattern that often stumps doctors. "Each remote-control diagnosis (taking only about ten minutes) hit right on the nail," said Lieutenant Kern, who supervised this first public demonstration of the device. Its developer, Dr. Norman L. Barr, director of the Astro-nautical division of the Navy's Bureau of Medicine, hopes eventually to use his electronic tele-meter to transmit physical symptoms from passengers and trews in space ships. But there Pre more immediate potentiali-[ties. \ "For only $100 to $300," Lieutenant Kern pointed out, "a rurai doctor could set up enough equipment to transmit patient information directly to city specialists many miles away and thus get help in diagnosis. Further, since signals can be sent over radio just as easily as telephone wires, we think the Navy might be able to use the telemeter on small ships with n» doctors aboard to get speedy help from shore."