I must procure a penguin. I was reading Chatwin as we landed in Buenos Aires and during his account of his explorations of Patagonia, twice he mentions wine being poured from a penguin. I was intrigued. What could this mean?
As we wandered BA's oldest suburb, San Telmo, we passed the window of a shop selling dated bric a brac and there they were. Two penguin-shaped vessels!
When you think about it, a penguin's shape does lend itself quite nicely to being a pitcher. They are quite thick set, they stand upright, and their beaks form a perfect spout.
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