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Another small step on the road to fame
Apr. 15th, 2006 05:09 pmIt makes me feel special when events I am invited to make the paper. Yup, I was invited to Farallon because I'm a long-time cheese buyer of Organic Valley and work at a store that has always supported organic agriculture and farm co-ops.
It wasn't a star-studded event, though famous LJers![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
anarqueso and secretradio were there. I saw that Diamond Dave Whitaker was invited but he never picked up his name tag. Secrtetradio and I were seated next to each other and did the awkward "do you have an LJ?" thing. I didn't , however, realize that the Chronicle celebrity gossip columnist was there too. I totally would have introduced myself and angled for free publicity if I had.
Thankfully we were the "fun" table (drunk, loud, and with a child who grabbed the microphone at a break and started yelling "I'm Shy!" over and over again) with the fun sales rep. We took one look at the discussion cards and ignored them, though we did discuss the future of organic ag and small dairy farmers. Here's Leah Garchick's take on the event:
Meanwhile, Earth Day was celebrated early at Farallon last Friday, when Organic Valley, a farmers' cooperative, threw a "local, seasonal and organic dinner.'' Turning April 22 into a national holiday was proposed, and there was convincing talk about the benefits of eating organic food and understanding the origin of food. Thumbs up so far.
But each table of eight or so people was presided over by a previously designated facilitator, who asked questions from a pack of cards supposed to stimulate discussion. What was the spiciest food each of us had ever eaten? our facilitator asked, suggesting we include in our response an acted-out reminiscence of that experience. "If your favorite food could win an Oscar, what would be its acceptance speech? ... You may want to hold a pepper mill or water glass as your award.''
Just after moving to San Francisco, we were inadvertently lured to a Hare Krishna recruitment dinner -- Mr. G. says it was the Moonies, but in any case, you get the picture -- and the atmosphere was similar. It's bad manners to bite the hand that feeds you, but crunch. Organic food is desirable, organic conversation is a must.
We were heavily encouraged to grab a deck of cards on the way out and I did. When I got home I presented them togoodbadgirl. She opened them up, and then looked up at me like I had taken a crap in her cat's litterbox.
"You are such a hippie," she said.
(edited to add: Score! Here's a link to the cards. I should also say that I do love Organic Valley as a company. They have more integrity than almost any other large-ish (they are not just one farm or cheese plant but they are tiny compared to say, Horizon) company I deal with. They actively save small farms from extinction.)
It wasn't a star-studded event, though famous LJers
anarqueso and secretradio were there. I saw that Diamond Dave Whitaker was invited but he never picked up his name tag. Secrtetradio and I were seated next to each other and did the awkward "do you have an LJ?" thing. I didn't , however, realize that the Chronicle celebrity gossip columnist was there too. I totally would have introduced myself and angled for free publicity if I had.Thankfully we were the "fun" table (drunk, loud, and with a child who grabbed the microphone at a break and started yelling "I'm Shy!" over and over again) with the fun sales rep. We took one look at the discussion cards and ignored them, though we did discuss the future of organic ag and small dairy farmers. Here's Leah Garchick's take on the event:
Meanwhile, Earth Day was celebrated early at Farallon last Friday, when Organic Valley, a farmers' cooperative, threw a "local, seasonal and organic dinner.'' Turning April 22 into a national holiday was proposed, and there was convincing talk about the benefits of eating organic food and understanding the origin of food. Thumbs up so far.
But each table of eight or so people was presided over by a previously designated facilitator, who asked questions from a pack of cards supposed to stimulate discussion. What was the spiciest food each of us had ever eaten? our facilitator asked, suggesting we include in our response an acted-out reminiscence of that experience. "If your favorite food could win an Oscar, what would be its acceptance speech? ... You may want to hold a pepper mill or water glass as your award.''
Just after moving to San Francisco, we were inadvertently lured to a Hare Krishna recruitment dinner -- Mr. G. says it was the Moonies, but in any case, you get the picture -- and the atmosphere was similar. It's bad manners to bite the hand that feeds you, but crunch. Organic food is desirable, organic conversation is a must.
We were heavily encouraged to grab a deck of cards on the way out and I did. When I got home I presented them to
goodbadgirl. She opened them up, and then looked up at me like I had taken a crap in her cat's litterbox. "You are such a hippie," she said.
(edited to add: Score! Here's a link to the cards. I should also say that I do love Organic Valley as a company. They have more integrity than almost any other large-ish (they are not just one farm or cheese plant but they are tiny compared to say, Horizon) company I deal with. They actively save small farms from extinction.)
