Maybe they were going for kalamari. Is their symbol an octopus?
hee hee. Nope, it is a series of big boxes painted in desert sand, taupe, and beige. There is visible evidence of the water slides from the outside. It is supposedly an “African-themed” resort.
The Federal Reserve Bank:
-It’s not a Federal entity
-It has no reserves
-It’s not a bank
(the above credited to the late, great “Uncle” Irv Homer, Philadelphia radio talk show legend)
A local(now gone) store named KAISERS. It did not sell rolls, it was a hardware store.
We’ve got an S&M liquors, ourselves.
Does that mean they can easily break?
Greatly confusing to non-Massachusettsians – old convenience stores are still called Spas, even though they off no pampering, nail services, massage, or steam rooms.
But you can get the equivalent of a Big Gulp.
There was a sporting goods store in San Jose a few years back that was named for the owner. Then they moved, and celebrated the occasion with an updated name.
Believe me, New Dick’s sold nothing of the sort!
There is a business in my town with the wonderfully clear and specific name, “Northwest Product Supply”.
Given that literally any physical object you can buy anywhere is “product” of some kind, you’d actually have to stop and look to see that the “product” in question is bricks and cement paving stones and the like.
Possibly NOT so misleading but some of the worst signage I’ve seen was a local liquor store dating from the 50’s with a sign simply stating “WHISKEY BELCHERS” in 3-foot letters.
I used to drive past the Tekoa Country Club near Springfield, MA. I thought it ironic that Tekoa was the home of the prophet Amos, who emphatically denounced the country club life style!
When I was In Spain, I occasionally saw stores called “Ferreteria.” I imagined they were cafeterias that served ferret meat. Imagine my disappointment upon learning that “ferreteria” means hardware store (literally, iron monger).
Dilatation and curettage?
Dang, I thought that was tomato sauce. :smack:
I once ran across a place on Cape Cod named “The Angry Tomato”. Turns out it was a (defunct) restaurant and not a hangout for pissed-off vegetables.
Ought’a be a squid.
The “tería” “ería” or “cería” ending is frequently used in Spanish to indicate a vendor selling some type of product. The English word “cafeteria” is literally from a Spanish word for “coffee monger”.
Here are some other Spanish vendor terms that you might see in Spain, Latin America, or even the USA sometimes:
Panadería : Bread monger
Pastelería : Cake monger
Carnicería : Meat monger (i.e. a butcher)
Heladería : Frozen things monger (i.e. an ice cream parlor)
Zapatería : Shoe monger
librería : Book monger
There is a small shop near me called “Panaderia y Pasteleria Mi Familia”. The name could be loosely translated as “My Family’s Bread and Cake Shop”.
Desert must be the theme for water parks
Hung Far Low here in Portland. Has nothing to do with porn.
Then there was the “Cheese and Taxidermy” place in River Falls, WI. It had nothing to do with. . .oh wait, yes it did.
Actually, their logo seems to be an elephant.
I gave a presentation there once (at the Wisconsin Dells location–there are actually three of them scattered around the country). In addition to the Water Park, there is also a hotel and convention center. It just looked so odd once my travel details were sent to me. “You’ll be staying at the Kalahari Resort, Water Park, and Convention Center.” It seemed like a really weird juxtaposition of words.
There is a legit branch of psychotherapy / counselling called “art therapy.”
Where the goal is to get the patient to paint, color, draw, make sculpture, whatever, to get in touch with their inner good and free their inner bad. And work on basic life skills like starting & finishing a project that takes more than 20 minutes.
Works well for folks with verbal communication hang-ups like the badly autistic. See Art therapy - Wikipedia
It’s not pure bunk like aromatherapy or color therapy. But it does have a pretty flaky vibe that belies its actual results.
Near us is a place called “Cumberland Farms”. Sounds bucolic & might be a dairy or a place to buy fresh-picked local veggies, right? Nope.
It’s a gas station / convenience market. A mid-upscale one, but a gas station nonetheless. Just one outlet of a growing regional franchise behemoth.
I grew up around those “Cumberland Farms” stores.
The name is on a par with those condo complexes or Trailer parks with similarly evocative (but misleading) names. My favorite is **Rustic Village[/B[ outside Rochester, N.Y., which is neither Rustic nor a village.
In the Gary Wolf book I’m now reading, he says of such places that they’re named after what they’ve displaced, like a development called “windswept acres”.