German beer steins ... My favourite tacky place of all time was "Der Gruner Baum" (sorry, I don't know how to put in umlauts) the gasthaus on the corner of the street where I lived in Hugelsheim, a village near Rastatt in southwest Germany. It was decorated in the most outrageous Black Forest kitsch style, featuring a Stammtisch lamp so huge I was afraid to sit anywhere near it -- not that I was _allowed_ to sit anywhere near it. All the waitresses were named Gisele (at least that's how it seemed to me) and the people who lived in the village brought their dogs when they came to drink lager and play skat in the evenings. It's probably a McDonald's now. Speaking of tacky --
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