DetailBroski can be found hidden on DetailBroski Car Detailing, Felton Street in North Park, San Diego. You may think: “Yet another car cleaner?” Believe me though, these people get their soap and water on! They don’t exactly reinvent the wheel, but who wouldn’t appreciate a little shine thrown in for good measure.
At that moment my venerable clunker was transformed into a canvas for the mute and inoffensive art form of flock birds. I brought it into DetailBroski and hoped they could work their magic. That is to say, smiling people reassured me: “Your own little Picassos will be gone in a flash.” And indeed, my trusty old car no longer looked as though it were an avian art exhibit but rather belonged en masse with the so-called beauties.
They are wizards with sponges and hoses: god, man, they make your car feel like it just waltzed out of one huge spa. You know how you can walk into a place and say, “I could get used to this”? This is the ambiance at DetailBroski. They coo and cosset your vehicle as elegantly as if they were pampering some royal beast, getting every last scrap of dust or dirt. It’s as though they breathe fresh life into dust that’s lying around on the roadsides home sick.
Joe, one of the crew, gave the example of a tired minivan utterly covered in crayons and cookie crumbs. Those parents who brought it in were at their wits’ end. The children simply loved to finger paint, the mother sighed. But suddenly under their hands the car transformed and drove off again less like a children’s center on wheels, more as if it belonged to some top-notch suburban ninja. The parents couldn’t have been happier.
Their services range from a simple wash-up to full-blown “detailed treatment.” Ever seen a car that way? After Detailbroski gets through with it, the return is like a phoenix from the ashes. More breathtaking than any evening gown could be at midnight ball in moonlight.
Pull up in there, park your poor, dusty wagon in from the urban jungle and let them do their thing on it. You will not only walk out with a newly acquired ride but maybe also one or two tales-that brand new car smell is not merely an odor but sits cars up again. Who knew machines could have spiritual rebirths like this?
