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Bratwursts and a can of Brut

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Because bratwursts possess special powers that other sausages do not, I spent a recent evening at Bavarian Brathaus in Cary. After enjoying a certain amount of encased pork and German beer, I ducked out to visit the bathroom.

And there, on the counter next to the sink, I saw something I've never seen in any restaurant, anywhere: an aerosol can of Brut deodorant.

My first instinct was to wonder if a diner would really untuck his shirt and jam an aluminum can beneath it, misting his pits before returning to dinner. So I gave the can a shake, expecting it be filled. It was not. It was nearly empty.

Beside the deodorant was a bottle of something called Pinaud Citrus Musk. I left both alone. Later, intrigued by the thinking behind this toiletry arrangement, I called Gene Gibbons, the restaurant's owner.

I had a theory about the Brut, that it was a manly scent for a place that prides itself on beer and sausages. But Gibbons is a golfer, and modeled his deodorant and cologne choices after what's available in the locker room at course No. 2 at Pinehurst.

"It's just refreshing, you know?"

And the ladies seem to love it. They routinely comment to Gibbons that the smell of their companions improves after a visit to the water closet. Men ask him where to buy the citrus musk. Online, Gibbons says. (It's only $6.99 at Texas Beauty Supply, if you're interested).

As for what kind of diner would practically undress himself to use a communal can of deodorant inside a German restaurant, Gibbons just laughed. "It's not a roll-on!"

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Bavarian Brathaus?

Why would anyone eat at the Bavarian Brathaus in Cary?? I dined on a shamefully prepared schnitzel.  And I still have nightmares about that red cabbage.

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Matt Ehlers has worked for The N&O since 2002. As a general-assignment reporter, he writes about a variety of topics. E-mail Matt.
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