austin (part 2 of a 3 week trilogy)
on fri, instead of 3, woke up at 5. as promised, mario brought his cd, "100 yrs of mariachi." (we got through 75 yrs of it, before austin arrived). driving in the daylight is so much better... you can actually see the police BEFORE they catch you. wow.
i had this fantasy of being a mariachi player one or a few times, the only asian one to ever make it in the big leagues. no way i'd be the singer, those dudes are barrel-chested usually, and therefore can hold extraordinarily long notes. similarly, mariachi women are thick... in the chords. realistically, i'm built to be a one of 3 violinists a mariachi group has. playing violin, wearing a mariachi costume (all red, all black, or whatever monochrome is decided upon that performance), and that fly sombrero.
oh, and austin.
the westgate store added some new shelf space for us, in the produce section, so now there are like 3 places customers can get tofu eggrolls in that store. great.
the lamar store, down the road, actually shrunk our shelfspace to make space for seasonal eggnog... hehe. i never 'nogged... eggyolk, nutmeg, and milk... how appetizing. hehehehe. maybe it's good.
machine dies for the two-compartment tofu spaghetti tray arrived last week, so i ordered some trays and film today... that will make sending tofu spaghetti across state-lines, less messy. this new two compartment is going to launch our tofu fried rice and other tofu dishes, con arroz.
tofu fried rice (with brown rice) prototypes tasted good... need to choose label color and do nutritional info.
the best thing about demoing in the produce section, versus the dairy...
1) free juice.. (well, the store doesn't know that.)
2) free fruit.. (well, the store doesn't know that.)
3) not as cold as the dairy section
they have 89 cent mangos that are pretty tasty.
words that mario has taught me - venado (deer), marana (pig), customer (cliente). when times are slow during the demo, i often find myself saying out loud, "donde es los maranas?" when i really mean "donde es los fucking, cheap-ass, eggroll-eating, and no buying, maranas?".
saturday night, mario and i catch the 40th anniversary of "sabado gigante" on tv. don francisco is the johnny carson of the whole latin american world. i don't care if every 10 minutes, he's asking you to buy a ford or buy some sauce from goya on his show.... he's my hero. the ad revenues that THAT show gets to send all over the latin world... must be incredible.
both heel bones are still killing me, but who else is going to do this? what would don francisco do?
customer - so do you own this business?
gary - no, it owns me.
i had this fantasy of being a mariachi player one or a few times, the only asian one to ever make it in the big leagues. no way i'd be the singer, those dudes are barrel-chested usually, and therefore can hold extraordinarily long notes. similarly, mariachi women are thick... in the chords. realistically, i'm built to be a one of 3 violinists a mariachi group has. playing violin, wearing a mariachi costume (all red, all black, or whatever monochrome is decided upon that performance), and that fly sombrero.
oh, and austin.
the westgate store added some new shelf space for us, in the produce section, so now there are like 3 places customers can get tofu eggrolls in that store. great.
the lamar store, down the road, actually shrunk our shelfspace to make space for seasonal eggnog... hehe. i never 'nogged... eggyolk, nutmeg, and milk... how appetizing. hehehehe. maybe it's good.
machine dies for the two-compartment tofu spaghetti tray arrived last week, so i ordered some trays and film today... that will make sending tofu spaghetti across state-lines, less messy. this new two compartment is going to launch our tofu fried rice and other tofu dishes, con arroz.
tofu fried rice (with brown rice) prototypes tasted good... need to choose label color and do nutritional info.
the best thing about demoing in the produce section, versus the dairy...
1) free juice.. (well, the store doesn't know that.)
2) free fruit.. (well, the store doesn't know that.)
3) not as cold as the dairy section
they have 89 cent mangos that are pretty tasty.
words that mario has taught me - venado (deer), marana (pig), customer (cliente). when times are slow during the demo, i often find myself saying out loud, "donde es los maranas?" when i really mean "donde es los fucking, cheap-ass, eggroll-eating, and no buying, maranas?".
saturday night, mario and i catch the 40th anniversary of "sabado gigante" on tv. don francisco is the johnny carson of the whole latin american world. i don't care if every 10 minutes, he's asking you to buy a ford or buy some sauce from goya on his show.... he's my hero. the ad revenues that THAT show gets to send all over the latin world... must be incredible.
both heel bones are still killing me, but who else is going to do this? what would don francisco do?
customer - so do you own this business?
gary - no, it owns me.