(May 14, 2020 at 8:59 pm)arewethereyet Wrote: The veranda discussion made me remember this.
My aunt Sherry (6 years older - we were more like sisters) married a man named Andy the second time around. Andy was very country southern...very! He had an interesting way of speaking that we as a family dubbed "Andyisms".
He kept telling Sherry that they needed to get one of them thar hibachis. (He pronounced it HIGH - batch - ee with some twang thrown in). Sherry couldn't figure out why they needed one because they had a perfectly good BBQ grill. My aunt Rhonda and Sherry were discussing it one day as Andy was obsessed with the idea. Rhonda asked Sherry if Andy planned to cook her and since she's so small he just needed something little to cook her on. (Yeah, that's the sort of family I have.)
One day Sherry and Andy were driving into town and Andy whipped the car in to a driveway, pointed, and said there - there's one of them thar hibachis I was talkin' about.
It was a gazebo.
Pretty much everyone in my family has called a gazebo "one of them thar hibachis" since then.
My daughter called a gazebo a jacuzzi one day and there's one on the way to her school and I always mention how the old jacuzzi is still standing. :-)
