Ralph Lauren
Women’s Store
383 Bleecker Street
Mulberry Store
387 Bleecker Street
Mulberry’s window is very sophisticated. It showcases the products and carries a holiday air at the same time. The colors are very dark but fun and festive.
It suggest that is for a certain kind of people and certain age group. Very ‘adultish’ and for middle aged women. There is no need for creativity at this point on life, it seems to say. Just be straight forward and get the point across.
It gets a 10.
Marc Jacobs
Collection Accessories
385 Bleecker Street
Marc Jacobs window decorations.
There is a tangible object in the center framed by small photos posted on the window.
While most stores try their best to follow the holiday/winter theme, I can’t say that this store follows it the theme.
But there is a winter suggestion. The colors used are not the traditional red and green or even bright. They are black and dark purple and in addition, there is a huge polar bear that is framed by the pictures in one window and a space ship (I think) in the other.
It’s weird. So weird that everyone who walked by stopped to look. Everyone.
Grade 9. It draws your attention but something more festive seems to be missing.
Marc Jacobs
Collection Accessories
385 Bleecker Street
A close up of Marc Jacobs store windows at 163 Mercer Street. It looks like a night club and a gallery at the same time. A few people did not know what it was… It was dark with very few street lights so I saw many people looking all over the building for the name of the store.
Il Cantuccio NYC
91 Christopher Street
Last night, at Il Cantuccio, Gustiamo hosted part I of their oil tasting series. Next Tuesday Gustiamo will host part II; and is expecting more people to attend because the New York Times listed the event in their Dining Calendar.
(I am looking forward to the tasting next Tuesday. The person who taste all three oils and then join our tasting guessing game will be able to win a full new bottle of Olive oil…which are worth almost $40!)
I am grateful that I attended the one last night. Mainly because Beatrice and Stefano were there to educate me on tasting oil. I thought oil tasting was something easy, just dip your tongue in the oil and say yay or nay.
Nevertheless, there is a way to taste oil like there is a way to taste wine.
Stefano brought three mini plastic cups to the table. And filled each one with three different types of oil. (Beatrice said that if we were at a food show, instead of using plastic cups we would be using “mid-night purple” shot glasses to hide the color of the olive oils, since it has no effect on its quality ). Next he brought Cru di Cures, Il Tratturello, and Pianogrillo, which are the three types of oils we were tasting, and gave everyone as small portion.
However, before we even could lift up the cup to our mouths, Stefano told us to cover the top of the cup while slightly swirling it in the palm of our hands, all the while holding the bottom. This, he said, makes the oil warm and helps the the aroma to arouse. While we did this, Beatrice gave us history about each oil and the place where it was made.
Each olive has its own identity; therefore, each oil has its own identity.
Cru di Cures is made in Lazio, Italy. It is made with several kinds of olives: Leccino, Frantoio, Carboncella and Raja, the latter olive can be spotted the area in Lazio, which is called Sabina.
Il Tratturello is made in Molise, Italy in the Lario mountains. It is made with one kind olive called Gentile di Larino.
Pianogrillo is made in Sicilia, Italy. The olives from a region in Sicilia near Iblea Mountains. The olives themselves are called Tonda Iblea. Tonda refers to the shape of the olive. Tonda means round. In addition, the oil from there is not just made with one olive but two or three kind of olives are crushed together to make a rich flavor.
What each oil have in common is they all are made with freshly, squeezed olives that recently just been picked. When the olive is first picked and then made into oil, is when it produces the best oil. And each of these oils are made with fresh picked olives and no added preservatives.
When we finally got to taste the olive oil (after we sniffed the oil- I guess to awaken our senses), we didn’t just put the entire bit in our mouths. We had to kind of sip it and suck it down. It’s hard to describe what we had to do.
I didn’t do it right until later.
As for my preference. I enjoyed all of them. I think each one comes with its unique quality and wouldn’t mind buying all three. I don’t have a favorite just yet.
Another good oil site is: http://www.theolivemarket.com/tag/extra-virgin-olive-oil/
I feel so blessed right now.
I woke up to a bright day.
Listened to my daily dose of Spanish audio lessons while I was getting ready for the cold weather, prayed and embraced the wonderful world that God made.
When I got to work, I met a clean desk and an empty office. I wrote my stories and checked out as soon as I could.
I also got paid for my previous story and photo! That stirred me up a lot!
Then I went downtown for Gustiamo’s tasting.
It was an Italian lesson and more for me.
When I got on the train, I read Rebel without Borders: Frontline Missions in Africa and the Gulf by Marc Vachon, a daring Canadian and humanitarian worker who worked in Iraq, Bosnia, Rwanda, Sudan, Afghanistan, Mozambique and more. Yep, all the “troubled” countries. His work is one of kind as his character.
While I was on the train, a lady dropped her hat on the floor while getting off and surprisingly the people who did notice did not even tell her. I got up, picked up the hat and screamed EXCUSE ME! Until she turned around. And when she did, I said (kind of yelled, since I was yelling already), you dropped your hat. By that time the train door was closing so I threw it to her. (I get over embarrassment quickly).
When I got home, I shared schiacciata with my family. My brother who is home from college loved it.
Now, I am listening to a program on the radio whose purpose it to teach people about the world. In New York is it WNYE-FM 91.5. It is called Putumayo World Music. It is a radio show that takes listeners on a weekly journey through the music of many different cultures, now heard internationally on more than 170 commercial and non-commercial stations around the world.
For more information visit http://www.putumayo.com/en/radio.php
I made sure I looked up at the sky to thank God for the sun every time I got a chance and when It finally went down, I thanked him for the full moon.
And that’s a typical day in New York.
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