Glass is a sensitive topic, if only because of its fragile character. Anyway, the thing with impermanence. Once the last drop is gone, the glass is no longer half, or a quarter, or an eighth full. One can still be very optimistic. Then it either ends up in the sink – or in a waste bin. In this case – above and before that.
It’s about a used glass container that is located on the outskirts of Grafing, more precisely in the settlement on the Aiblinger Anger. At the end of last week, the container was not half or seven eighths full, but significantly more than one hundred percent. The use of the surface tension of such a container is strikingly sophisticated – which is only possible because a resourceful disposal company opened the lid. And so there are transparent insights into life on the outskirts of Grafing.
Apparently, residents of this neighborhood (or eighth?) lean more toward white than amber glass. There can be various reasons for this, not just the fact that pickles are almost never served in dark glass. And with white wine, it’s not necessarily common either. No matter how good things are going. Which raises this one crucial question: Is it rather pickle time in Grafing? Or the renaissance of wine and song?
Perhaps more can be gleaned from the container than vine products. Not only that you could empty it if necessary. Maybe it’s one of those small but visible signs that the pressure is building. On glass containers – and residential buildings in the region. Not least because of this equally sensitive topic, Grafing’s mayor Christian Bauer has apartments for around 250 people built right here on the Aiblinger Anger. So not necessarily a reason for pickled vinegar. Rather for a series of housewarming parties – and one or two additional clear glass containers.