The BOAC town offices used to be at 245 Park Avenue, which is 46th St, and the local staff had their own rather nice bar, the Speedbird Club, up around the 30th floor. It was probably something they concocted, although I certainly never heard of it in the time I spent there.
It sure wasn't a crew thing.
The Greenback was serious hard currency back then. Even the North Atlantic Barons spent their New York allowances carefully on local beers in a handful of nearby bars and restaurants, where we negotiated big discounts, and the next day in Korvettes store which was full of things that were still impossible to get at home. Anything left over was taken home as a welcome boost to our Government Prices-and-Incomes-Policy-controlled salaries.
Anyone who was partial to Cointreau, Creme de Cacao and brandy (heaven help them) would have waited and bought it with kwachas or shillingi on the next trip.....
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