I have seen the future of the American toilet, my friends, and let me tell you it is spectacular.
Heated seats, remote controls, touchless flushing, night lighted lids…oh my!
I only stopped in the Kohler Design Center Monday afternoon because my niece wanted me to join her and she’s very cute.
Until I walked through those showroom doors, my previous interest in bathroom plumbing only involved toilet paper and whether enough of it remained on the roll. I recently ordered a kitchen faucet because ours broke, and I also once watched the fascinating (and expensive) process of a plumber yanking a Fisher-Price little person out of our tub drain.
That, and potty training four children, pretty much sums up my command of the commode community.
I saw things beyond my imagination (and, I’m sure, beyond, the capabilities of our circa 1931 pipes).
An infinity bathtub fed by a…