The hubbinator and I subscribed to Discovery +. We readily admit that we did it to watch unlimited home renovation shows. That’s when we noticed a pattern. A horrible, horrible pattern.
Designers were building banquettes. Banquettes.
I grew up in the 70s. The hubbinator in the 60s. We are the youngest in our families, the ones who got stuck in the middle. The ones squished by older siblings. The ones that had to crawl under the table to get out.
The ones tortured by banquettes.
And now they are back.
A nemesis that we thought had been banished. Sent by others to torture a new generation.
Stay safe out there.