The back cover of the 1956 Rice Directory offers options for your nights out on the town:
Color TV and spaghetti by the yard?? Count me in!
Bonus: My second typewriter this week and this one looks ready for action.
Extra Bonus: I feel a little bad about it but this made me laugh. That’s what you call maximum security.
What is in the Tsanoff room? A captive black hole? What is the use of a room which is always locked?
All excellent questions!
A little before my time at Rice (Baker ’67), my family moved to Houston in 1957 when I was 11, and while we were waiting a short time for the shiny new house in Meyerland to be finished, we stayed at the Palm Court Inn on S. Main, which was right next to the Copacabana. I don’t really recall anything about the place (including the spaghetti by the foot) other than that I remembered the name. At that age, I mostly remember enjoying the pretty good hamburgers served poolside at the motel … 🙂