I thought this blog needed a little gritty reality. It's been all sweetness and light around here, with the silly jokes and the failing to be funny and all that. So, let's bring it down folks. Barbed wire. Pointy. Sharp. Will tear your jeans if they get caught as you try to climb over. Everyone please take a moment of silence to consider all the tragedies of the world to which this scourge has contributed.
Now that you've shed a tear over thoughts of being a sheep fenced on the wrong side of a field of sweet, succulent grass, we can move on.
Okay, so this one's not all that easy to read, but I'll help you out. It says Gold Medal Flour. I'm sure you've read all my posts, so you're probably saying to yourself, "hey! I know all about that product." Congratulations! You're so smart.
But this sign has traveled from its namesake's home along the banks of the Mississippi. I was back in DC last week and found this one along 14th Street, between T and Wallach. I've been by there many times but never noticed it before. That barbed wire is there because of an ongoing demolition project, so perhaps it was covered up until recently, but I don't think so. Regardless, I have a feeling this sign will not be visible for long, as where there is demolition in downtown DC there is soon to be new condos. If I'm right, I will be happy to have documented a bit of history.
Even better, that sign is on the side of the relatively newish Taylor Gourmet on 14th. Now that's a good hoagie.
Speaking of landmarks, just for fun, here's another DC institution:
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