Mm, the smell of Franzbranntwein. On a trip back from Paris to Germany I was sitting across from this woman on the train. I noticed her because this wonderful smell would circulate the car every hour or so. She had a beautiful basket that had just about everything in it. First, a mini bottle of wine and a mini-sized wine glass, a cloth napkin, French bread, an assortment of cheeses and meats all wrapped up in pink butcher paper, red berries, mineral water, and chocolate. I watched her pull everything out so carefully, then tuck it away in that nice basket. But that smell! It was so refreshing in that nasty, hot train! Such luxury! She would dab it around her neck and arms to freshen up. I finally asked her what it was, and she let me have the rest of the bottle.

The bottle is long since gone and so far, this OLBAS bath remedy is the closest thing to the real deal I can find...