Americana
From time to time I am gently reminded that I live in a foreign land and have nothing culturally in common with these people whatsoever. Last week I used the phrase “pure as the wind-driven snow,” for example, and the person I was talking to looked at me like I was a space alien.
Later I used a line from this ad, a phrase so iconic that you would be extremely hard-pressed to find an English-speaking American between the ages of 30 and 60 for whom it was not instantly recognisable.
Thus it is in the spirit of international brotherhood that I make this attempt to educate you, my foreign readers:
