"Weisswurst" ... a sausage that is white (probably the bacon fat) and made without preservatives so it is traditionally a Bayernish breakfast sausage - that's unique.
Old women walking up to us and our blonde children on the fusgangerweg saying things like, "I remember when there were a lot of blond haired, blue eyed children around here" ... and commenting on my husband's statement that his mom didn't have blonde/blue, "You must have been bred that way" ... definitely unique to Germany.
But entering offices which are veritable jungles of house plants, not unique but definitely strange.
My first experience with this was on meeting Jeannie Chen, our British expat (is that accurate in the EU?) who works in the transportation unit, and gives us our European driving test class. Imagine a 5 foot tall, 105 lbs soaking wet little British lady saying, "Rollsplitt (loose gravel)" with a great big rrrrrrrrroool of that r. very funny. But going into her office, following up on our household goods, was literally like entering a jungle. Fairly good sized and she has great windows for it, but everywhere plants of all sorts, shapes, sizes.
And she's not the only one. I've seen dozens of other offices here with the same thing - like the owners are trying to be plant Arks. Down the hallways in windowsills - succulents, ivy, hosta derivatives, philodendron ... they gather in corners, on stairwell balconies, near conversation groupings of furniture in the break room. Almost like the Birds, except much quieter (and less aggressive)
So plants, everywhere. Balconies are greenhouses and gardent; homes are wombs for the nurturing of clippings ... and the aisles at the garden areas are packed with men and women stocking up for the great plant dearth of 2008, so it seems.
Myself, being a rather greenish-black thumb with the house vareity, (ok let's be honest here - it's not so much a black thumg as a sort of binge and purge relationship with water) thought "hey - when in Rome" and asked coworker Anne to hook me up with clippings.
This has soon progressed to 12 nifty white potted plants from those original clippings, three tomatoe plants, two pepper plants, lavendar, two vareity pots, and three rectangular "birthing" posts containing Porree (I think they are leeks; I was going for green onion) More tomato plants (what can I say, I like marinara sauce) and $15 cantaloupe (in a rather long rectangle ... I want to get my money's worth out of that melon!) Not to mention the Gardenia.
... o gardenia ...
your mirror-green,
ruffle of fan-card-hand petals,
hides the clandestine nub of to-be-white ...
unfolding, it bathes with unfailing redolence.
... Anyway, I think my front "yard" plot in Hawaii killed three Gardenias. SO far so good, here. Maybe because the sun is a less harsh mistress. I love them. We speak lovely things to our Gardenia because she smells so sweet. I'll probably be similarly nice to the lavendar.
So I've given in. I don't understand the motivation behind the seemingly obsessive houseplanting, but I can't complain ... gives one something more to care for; sweetens the air, provides a splash of color. And maybe, just maybe, I'll have some killer marinara this fall. :)
My goal, though, is to have one of these:

If you can identify this plant, please contact me here. I would be most obliged.