and this isn’t art. I’ve had no luck, though, finding more Dutch boys and girls in restaurants, nor have I been able to lay hands on some I can bring with me and plant. This will have to do.
The kids and I had sushi in Bloomfield last week, and the restaurant has a real Japanese decor, until you get to the rest room:
After the kids got home yesterday, we went up to Bloomfield for dental appointments. By the time they were done and hubby was ready to meet us, it was dinnertime, so we decided to eat in a little place down the street. Well, remember the pictures from the Mexican restaurant? Take a gander at this:
Looks like, umm . . .Peruvian girls in a marketplace? Yeah, or maybe Mexican. Guess what brand of restaurant?! Thai. Wait, it gets better. . .also in the restroom, a smidge to the right of this picture. . .
A DUTCH GIRL!!!! OMG! THEY’RE EVERYWHERE!!!
I’ve actually been giving some thought to picking up a few little Dutch boy and girl tchotchkes and bringing them with me when we eat out. Sneak one into every non-dutch restaurant’s restroom. If you see anything like this, email me a pic and details of where you found it, and I’ll put it up here.
We went to a restaurant last night for my birthday, and in the ladies’ room, I saw this truly horrid piece of art that I need to share with you all:
It’s. . .Dutch midgets?? I mean, they’re proportioned like children, the faces have those big eyes and tiny noses. . .first thought is children, but then you see the purse, the umbrella, and. . .the cigar.
And if this isn’t bizarre enough, it was a Mexican restaurant.