Archive for October, 2009

Panettone

Thursday, October 29th, 2009

I just happen to be back in Sao Paulo by way of a few “off the grid” days in Fortaleza spent gazing out onto a warm and gusty Atlantic Ocean way up there in the state of Ceara, the land of the beach, the Cashew nut tree, the Donkey, no small mount of plastic trash and the billion and one wind turbines turning endless miles of remarkable coastal dunescape into a wind farm. (A tale for later) It is all part of a week  that somehow started with pitching Flowerbud.com at a “Sustainable/Green Living” convention in NYC, where I spend a day wedged between a cooperative of Organic Goat’s Cheese & Ice Cream vendors from northern California. A couple of hilarious holistic medicine woman from Michigan, selling cremes/rubs and other curiously scented juju and medicaments with names like the “I’m Wounded Creme”. Opposite me, a rather striking lady promotes Zestra, an essential arousal oil for topical application by women to enhance “deep pleasurable sensations” It acts within minutes and lasts for 45. Ah, the power of botanicals, clinically proven of course. What spin might TV’s Madmen place on this? My guess is that of  all assembled… goats, cremes, flowers, aspirin holders, exercise monitors and so on, the rather striking lady has the most to gain from the sometimes hard and sometimes not so hard to grasp concept of “sustainable arousal”.

But I am getting blown off course here and I have a few hours in the middle of the day to learn something new and interesting and great good fortune has a recent acquaintance of mine, a young and indecently prosperous graphic designer taking me to a client for lunch and a ‘field trip’ all in one location deep in the endless megalopolis that is Sao Paulo. (more…)

Cooking, at Macy’s ?

Wednesday, October 21st, 2009

Life is ‘nowt but queer’ I think, as I find myself standing in a lengthy queue of people snaking through the housewares section of a Macy’s department store in Portland, OR. Taken there one recent early evening by my assistant Marcy, who apparently thinks I am at a loss for something to do and just perhaps am sorely needing to learn how to pitch product while being entertaining. Trust me when I say I have never been in a Macy’s before. Heck, I think I have been in a shopping mall less than a handful of times in my life and here I am now shuffling slowly forwards through the bed linens in order to see a ‘celebrity chef’ by the name of Tyler Florence. Too weird.

The mood in the queue is jovial and patient, not at all like being at the airport and we are not at the back of the line for very long at all, as its tail keeps growing. Hundreds of people are showing up and all are expected to fit into a pretty small space between pots and pans and the bed linens. (more…)