Indianapolis Monthly December 2018

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photo bomb

I like the idea of becoming an Instagram influencer like Anissa Zajac, one of our Home of the Month subjects (p. 92). Thanks in part to her exquisite taste, she and husband Brian made an HGTV pilot, and their social media account with 200,000-plus followers—essentially a showroom for Anissa’s remodeling/interior design firm—is underwritten by brands like fixture-maker American Standard. I have 400 followers on Instagram, and if American Standard compensated me, I’d request a bidet, which would instantly become the conversation piece of my home. One big stumbling block keeping me from social media stardom is that I don’t like having my photo taken, as evidenced by the 5-year-old image that accompanies this column. I mean, I look good for 47, but not damn good. It’s because I really don’t smile well—a…

present company

“I once gave my mom spatulas. In my defense, I was young and didn’t have much of a budget.” —LAURA KRUTY, SPECIAL PROJECTS EDITOR “When I was a little kid, I gave my dad a folder. I cried for an hour when I sensed he wasn’t completely thrilled by it.” —MEGAN MAGUIRE, ADVERTISING ART COORDINATOR “I made a bunch of decorative candles one year for gifts and embedded pretty pinecones in the wax. When you lit them, they became Molotov cocktails.” —JULIA SPALDING, DINING EDITOR “A few years ago, someone gave me a 1950s-era hot dog warmer. I’m vegetarian.” —JAKE ZIOLKOWSKI, ASSOCIATE ART DIRECTOR…


Sarah Bahr Freelance writer Sarah Bahr’s name may be German, but she doesn’t speak the language. As a result, her pronunciation of Teutonic terms is a little sketchy. She forgot to look up how to pronounce “Christkindlmarkt” (p. 15) before her interview with Carmel Christkindlmarkt CEO Maria Murphy, so she avoided uttering it for as long as possible. “I finally caved,” Bahr says. “And I butchered it.” Dawn Olsen Thanks to movies like Mrs. Doubtfire, freelance writer Dawn Olsen was introduced to drag at an early age. “I recommend the Drag Queen Story Hour (p. 52),” she says. “It exposes kids to a new art form.” Olsen also shares Mossy Stone’s dedication to journaling. “But I would never let anyone read mine from childhood,” she says. “I’m pretty sure I wrote poems about…


Political Debate I read Philip Gulley’s “Watch Your Step” (October), and I’m upset that you would publish this without some form of rebuttal or editorial comment. At a time when this country is so divided over politics (the last poll I saw was about 50/50), I can’t understand the invocation of more hate. I’ve read all of Philip Gulley’s books, heard his sermons, and even talked with him on one occasion, and I can’t believe this advocate for peace would take a stand such as this against the president. SUZANNE KOONTZ Indianapolis I thought “Watch Your Step” was great. I’ve been saying the same thing. My dad was a World War II vet, and I’m a teacher and student of history. My hope is that the pendulum swings back. DANNY KELLY via Facebook I was…

klaus and effect

Christkindlmarkt FIRST STEP: NAIL THE NAME. In English, the German street-market moniker means “Christ child market.” But in Deutsch, “Christ” rhymes with “wrist.” For “kindl,” think of the Amazon e-reader. And say the last syllable as if you “marked” a gift off your shopping list. All together: Kristkindle-markt. NOW GRAB A GLÜHWEIN MUG. Last year’s social media star, a scarlet boot-shaped ceramic mug filled with hot, citrus-y mulled red wine (pronounced glue-vine) was a best-seller to the tune of 10,000 mugs in nine days. It returns this year in green (start collecting them all!). But even cooler? The kinderpunsch mug, a train-shaped vessel for a nonalcoholic Christmas punch that’s “like grape juice, with the same spices glühwein has,” says Carmel Christkindlmarkt CEO Maria Murphy. The market ordered 30,000 of each. BUT DON’T WAIT…

indyauto show

Pump the breaks on plans to ogle that ’77 Corvette—the show isn’t showcasing classic cars anymore. It’s also not a place to wheel and deal. Sales aren’t made. Wish lists are. Case out that BMW on a Wednesday, when the show is less crowded. Look beyond the glam for new tech features like Alexa-enabled voice-control door locks. No self-driving cars this year, though. The beautiful people on the turntables aren’t just for show—they’re trained to explain features and performance. Feel free to hop into any car, even if the doors are closed. Except any limitededition whips. If sportscar addict Kylie Jenner would roll in it, ask first. See if Hank the Robot reappears in the Ford area. He looks like Seth MacFarlane.…