cafe royale

Come here and sit down. Have a cigar and a cafe royale.

1890 November 30, “What Is the Remedy?”, in The Memphis Appeal-Avalanche, volume L, number 306, Memphis, Tenn., page 10, column 2

Bill Reed, inside the tank, heaved a sigh of relief, imbibed a cafe royale, smoked a cigaret, turned on the radio, and lay down on a cot.

1935 May, Frank J. Taylor, “Deep Sea Money Job”, in Alec X. McCausland, editor, The Olympian, volume XXIII, number 5, San Francisco, Calif.: The Olympic Club, page 8, column 3

Dawdling over a cafe royale in our fur-lined slit trench, we can depend on advertising to keep the home folks up to date on combat conditions.

1944 December 2, Al Hine, “G.I.’s Raise Their Eyebrows at Advertising”, in Editor & Publisher, volume 77, number 49, New York, N.Y.: The Editor & Publisher Company, page 65, column 1

Also from Holland, a giant copper coffee urn on a brass stand with an alcohol burner. The urn holds eight cups. In exact replica is a baby one that holds half a pint (no burner). A cafe royale set, also in copper, has a drip pot and brass tray.

1953 April 19–25, “It’s New to Us”, in Donald C. Stuart Jr., Dan D. Coyle, editors, Town Topics, volume VIII, number 6, Princeton, N.J., page 8

Poking out of her tail, ghostlier than the flame over a cafe royale, was the evil blue glow of her jet.

1963 August, Fritz Leiber, “A Hitch in Space”, in Frederik Pohl, editor, Worlds of Tomorrow, volume 1, number 3, New York, N.Y.: Galaxy Publishing Corp., page 82, column 1