I bet some of you thought I forgot Sigyn’s birthday on the 12th. Thor’s bitty ball-peen, people? You’re dealing with one of the hugest, most formidable minds in the universe! I most certainly did not forget. I gave her a big bouquet of birthday smooches, and today she is getting her present.
What did Sigyn want? What she always wants! We are visiting the ever-changing display of glass in one of the University’s museums. I can take glass or leave it, but Sigyn loves it, and I love her, so here I am, looking at…
…what is it this time, dearest? Majolica ware? And that would be? Oh, here’s a sign. “Italian tin-glazed pottery dating from the Renaissance period. It is decorated in colors on a white background.”
Sigyn, it’s not glass. But you still want to look? By all means.
Hmm. I think it started out in the Renaissance, but I think they must still be making it, because all of these pieces are much newer than that. Some of them are pretty weird, though.
Giant egg? Dwarves? Straaaange doings on Nidavellir.
Sigyn likes this bird plate.
Great Frigga’s hairpins! Apparently majolica-makers weren’t satisfied with putting birds ON the pottery, they had to make the pottery a bird!
I don’t think I’d want that psittacine pitcher psitting on the table and pstaring at me. No, not even if it were full of Asgard’s finest mead, with little flakes of gold floating in it.
Apparently making majolica look like plants and animals is a “thing.” Sure! Why not? Let’s disguise all the crockery as vegetables.
I’ll admit, the pineapple jug is amusing, and Sigyn is quite taken with the cauliflower pitcher.
And I see that majolica is often self-referential. Hence an asparagus dish that looks like…
…asparagus. Talk about a uni-tasker. (Plus, I think that looks more like cigarettes than asparagus.)
Oh, wait, no–here’s the bizarrest piece in the display! Behold!
The FISH PITCHER! Guaranteed, by the power of suggestion, to make everything that comes out of it taste a little like cod. Mmm. Cod milk. Cod lemonade. Cod smoothies… Urrrr. Bleargh.
I was hoping to take Sigyn out for lunch after this, but now I’m not sure I want anything… Ever.