Vintage things that have REAPPEARED in your lifetime?

[tonyb]

I remember once (1990s?) having a dishwasher that was on wheels in a corner of the kitchen. To use it, you wheeled it to the sink, attached it to the faucet in the sink, and ran it. When you were done, you disconnected it and wheeled it back to its corner. That was in a suburb in Maryland. That was the last place I lived without a built-in dishwasher. As I recall, even the places that we lived in in Austria had built in dishwashers… and that is saying something since at least one place that we lived, the building was easily 200 years old.

Those were common 30-plus years ago. An old girlfriend (since deceased, alas) still had one when we went our separate ways, circa 1995.

 

[Jon Crow]

I have a dishwasher in my house--me. I have no need for one of those mechanical kinds, because I kinda' like washing dishes by hand; sort of a "Zen" thing, focusing your attention on the task at hand and making sure it's done properly.

In our last apartment Madrid capital we also had a dishwasher, we always seemed to be rushing, when we sold that and moved to the outskirts, more relaxed slower town, we never got one in the new place, not that the two of us it makes less washing, have you ever seen a Spanish woman cook? Every pot and plate is out haha

 

[Zombie_61]

...have you ever seen a Spanish woman cook? Every pot and plate is out haha

I have. I loved my Mom, but her father was wealthy so he hired a butler and a couple of maids to do that sort of work for them. As such, Mom never really learned how to do any of the traditional "housewife" duties, but when I needed a sitter she'd leave me with the Latino family across the street with whom we were quite friendly. Their mother (who everyone called "Candy") was well versed in the tasks normally associated with being a housewife, and she was VERY good at it. Back on topic, yes, Candy used whatever she needed to make sure the meal was properly prepared. Even as a child it seemed excessive to me, but I couldn't argue with the delicious results.

 

[Jon Crow]

I have. I loved my Mom, but her father was wealthy so he hired a butler and a couple of maids to do that sort of work for them. As such, Mom never really learned how to do any of the traditional "housewife" duties, but when I needed a sitter she'd leave me with the Latino family across the street with whom we were quite friendly. Their mother (who everyone called "Candy") was well versed in the tasks normally associated with being a housewife, and she was VERY good at it. Back on topic, yes, Candy used whatever she needed to make sure the meal was properly prepared. Even as a child it seemed excessive to me, but I couldn't argue with the delicious results.

Very good yes most Spanish, Latinas girls raised in that environment can cook, including bread, cakes, so you enjoyed a few good meals then?

 

[Zombie_61]

Very good yes most Spanish, Latinas girls raised in that environment can cook, including bread, cakes, so you enjoyed a few good meals then?

Oh, more than a few, yes. Also, Candy used to make tamales at home, usually filled with pork or chicken. After she learned how much I liked her meals she would hand me a smallish bag to take home with me and tell me, "Here mijo, these are for you." Inside were more tamales, but these were what I called "dessert tamales" because instead of being filled with meat and sauce they were infused with cinnamon sugar and raisins. Absolutely delicious!

 

[Jon Crow]

Oh, more than a few, yes. Also, Candy used to make tamales at home, usually filled with pork or chicken. After she learned how much I liked her meals she would hand me a smallish bag to take home with me and tell me, "Here mijo, these are for you." Inside were more tamales, but these were what I called "dessert tamales" because instead of being filled with meat and sauce they were infused with cinnamon sugar and raisins. Absolutely delicious!

Tamales! Haha my wife is laughing, she knows, and Mijo, I love when she bakes with cinnamon and pasas, raisins

 

[tonyb]

Solar-powered garment dehydrators. I happen to have a retractable model myself, and I see neighbors using theirs on sunny days.

Some of the “covenant protected” housing developments (George Orwell couldn’t have come up with a more whitewashed characterization) around here had banned their use, until a change in state law, motivated by environmental considerations, changed that. So HOAs can’t outright ban them anymore, but they can place such “aesthetic” conditions on their placement that it can become an almost de facto ban.

Some find them unsightly, I suppose, and therefore not in keeping with the gracious suburban lifestyle fostered by such “protections.” Kinda makes me wanna pin a couple pairs of holey BVDs to the car’s radio antenna and take a slow drive through Whispering Pines.