Sally’s own outdoor fridge, whose style and name I chronicled after our last visit, has nothing on Blue Smeg!
Actually, as Nancy pointed out several years ago, Smeg is the name of an Italian appliance company that makes retro, 50s style products. While there’s no denying the appeal of the appliances’ sinuous lines and saturated colors, I agree with Nancy that it’s impossible to get over the name. And yet they persist: the English version of the company website even has a feature called the SMEGazine. Thanks, Smeg!
Finally, back in Sicily. And here’s just a reminder of how your faithful blogger’s overactive mind works. I saw this cereal box out on the counter at our friend’s house:
And all I could think of is Nice-Matin, which is both the Nice, France morning newspaper‘s name; and the name of a great restaurant on the Upper West Side in New York, where I spent a glorious afternoon two years ago sipping rosé alone and reminiscing about my days living in that neighborhood so long ago. Who knew a cereal box could be my madeleine?
I always say that at any given spot in the Munich airport, if you chose to drop to the floor and give it a lick, you’d do yourself no harm: It’s just that clean. Back when we first visited in 2004, with daughters then eight and six, I nearly wept with joy at the notion that I could send the girls into the restroom stalls without fear of their contracting some grave malady (hello, JFK!)
The airport also has gorgeous examples of German cars on display (no, we didn’t bring one home this time), and the usual array of tantalizing retail establishments and their entreaties to spend. One shop I can’t help stopping in is the Swatch store; I am a long-time Swatch owner, having purchased my first in Paris back in 1984 and my most recent last summer in Honolulu. We don’t have a Swatch store here in Denver, which is good and bad: I’d have even more of them if we did, but because we don’t I never get replacement batteries and the watches eventually die and even new batteries don’t work. So my jewelry drawer looks a bit like a Swatch graveyard, I confess.
All this is to say that we dutifully checked out the Swatch store at MUC, and I got a huge chuckle out of this great wordplay:
Mascara isn’t hellish enough? I’m not sure if they’re trying to say here in Germany that fashion is godly, ranges from heavenly or hellish, or what?
Bonus: the y in German is pronounced like “oo” in English, so Olymp would sound like “O-loomp” to us!
Say it out loud without affecting a German accent and you’ll see why:
In fact, yes, one of my teenagers did point this out to me!
We didn’t get enough of Sicily last time, so we decided to take the girls with us this summer after #1 graduated from high school. Once again, we made our way there via Munich, where a Lufthansa flight to Catania was the quickest way to get us to our destination, our friend Sally’s place at Marina di Ragusa in the south.
But first Munich – beer, beer, schnitzel, and beer. The Augustiner Keller and Zum Durnbrau restaurants were excellent, and the Neue Pinakothek a great place to escape the somewhat inexplicable crowds and 86 degree weather. And seeing old friends was the cherry on top of the sundae.
Or maybe this was:
Now, “dick,” in German, means “thick.” Unfortunately, this doesn’t save this mark from being absolutely hilarious in English. “Super thick man?” With what that item looks like? The small print doesn’t help either: “dick limitiert” means “thickly limits” or “thickly limited.” WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
In any event, Super Dickmann was only the beginning of a fantastic and fun-filled vacation. Stay tuned for more! Tschüss!
So I’ve been busy of late trying to get the eldest graduated from high school, hence the lack of blogging. She did it, is off to college, and we’re off to open veins to make that happen. But at that graduation ceremony, misty-eyed yet still eagle-eyed Mom managed to spot this blot on the landscape of the high school grounds (where construction was going on just in time for 900+ students and their families to descend en masse):
Being a huge fan of the Christopher Guest oeuvre, all I could think of when I saw this sign was “A Mighty Wind,” and the character of Leonard Crabbe, who beamed with pride as he discussed working for Sure Flo Medical Appliances, which was, as he said, “named in tribute after my mother, her name was Florence.” Just watch the movie. I can’t do it justice. And then tell me you wouldn’t have thought the same after seeing this sign!
Actually, SureVoid makes “corrugated paper construction products, commonly known as “void forms” or “carton forms”, which create space between concrete structures & expansive soils, thereby isolating the concrete from the swelling ground,” according to their website. And there I was thinking it was a new competitor of Honey Bucket!