In the summertime I gravitate toward vintage picnic supplies at yard sales and estate sales.
It's German. My husband's family is 100% German.
Uncanny coincidence? Or fate that the thermos and I were brought together?
They changed the design of the darts in the 1980's, because they were sharp and the point of the game was to throw them in the air and try to get them in a hula hoop type circle (sort like cornhole or horseshoes).
Weren't games more fun when you had to take life into your own hands when playing them?