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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Gardens Of Gratitude - Venice, CA.




I received an email earlier this week about a Garden Gratitude's, Garden Challenge taking place in VeniceIs it possible to transform an into an urban oasis in one weekend. The answer is yes! I had the fine opportunity to participate in an incredible community gardening event
This op arrives at the perfect time, as it seems, I am somehow genetically connected to my computer trying to create the Didi2.0 social media storm for the Murphy-Goode job.

I agree to participate knowing little about what I had en-listed myself for. I have an address, time, and date. All I know is it’s an opportunity to get out into the real world, away from my computer! In reality, what is really happening here, is a group of people, hoping to effect the way we eat, what we eat and its impact/connection to our environment through community works. Sustainability, if you will. “Gardens of Gratitude is an event created by the community for the community (http://gardensofgratitude.org/). Friends, neighbors & newcomers alike have all joined together in a common vision to create a more abundant world through Growing Gardens.” This event follows on the tails of the Venice Garden Show, residents here were asked to volunteer garden spaces; volunteers were assigned to a “site” (a volunteered space); and a coordinator from the project was assigned to each site, as a project guide. The email says something about bringing food or drinks for your project site.

My trustee companions, Jack, and Christine the Mini Cooper are some of the first’s to arrive at our site. I, am wearing flip flops (the ubiquitous gardening shoe), have no tools, or food to contribute. The kind of volunteer you dream of. Never mind the fact I have driven from Venice to Venice – they still stone people around here for things like that!

An awkward group of volunteers meanders around pulling weeds, the host is brewing ice tea in the kitchen and rousting garden tools for chumps like me, who have brought nothing. Our “community-nist” is called into action shortly, we form a chain to remove old cement pieces from the yard so that we can start prepping the garden space to lay soil and plant. A DJ sets up in the corner. An amazing tray of house brewed Ice Tea comes through the garden. Slowly we unite.

The cast is assembling. I ogle at the food spread. Old New Order is in the background. People are tapping their feet. Smiling. Laughing. We have an acupuncturist, two psychologist, two teachers, film people and more. Our host has a Dutch accent. She has beautiful cookbooks and random chatchkis displayed throughout the house. Our project coordinator, Leslie, is in the Master Gardening Program at the The Learning Garden(http://www.thelearninggarden.org/). She serves as our resident gardening Guru. There is a couple who has just returned from New Zealand. They worked on an organic farm through Willing Workers on Organic Farms (http://www.wwoof.org/).

Sean, an organic farmer, from Malibu, delivers soil and compost. Everything here has been donated. All of the work that has gone in to building this event has been done by volunteers. And, what has been created by us, volunteers, is incredible.

This is Venice at its finest. Phone numbers and emails are exchanged. We all leave satiated from hard work in the garden. A harvest dinner is planned to reap the rewards of our new community place.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

A Really Goode Job Pt.2







Last Friday I was on top of the world. The recruiter for Murphy-Goode had sent me an email requesting a phone interview to help determine the top 50 candidates. Naturally, I select the first available slot. I nervously await the call and miss my little sister’s graduation from USC. I answer the routine questions and then we speak a bit more candidly about the position and the interview process. I’m feeling good. Despite the shoddy quality of my video, I stood out enough to get the phone interview. AND, on the Murphy-Goode website, my video is a hit! The winemaker, David Ready Jr., will be in Los Angeles on Sunday for a meet and greet. I ask if I will be turned away as I have already submitted an application and video? No, no, of course not. She encourages me to go.

Over the weekend, I try on outfits. My neighbors vote. Tori Burch and a pair of old white Citizens with heels are deemed Wine Country fabulous. I arrive early. Anticipating a shit storm like there was in SF, Christine the Mini-Cooper and I roll in early. Like embarrassingly early. I wander around The Wine House (http://www.wineaccess.com/store/winehouse). Danger. Me, wine, gourmet foods + credit card = no good! Eventually, I pick up a basket and spend a bunch of money I don’t have on wine and a book I don’t need. I just can’t help myself?

I move upstairs. As luck would have it, Dave is also from Minneapolis. Turns out Dave and I have more than one connection. You see, I have something of a gold card in the Beverage Industry of Mlps. While these connections may have no relevance to this position, I’m bursting to tell him about our less than two degrees of separation. I lived next door to some influential people, the Phillips/Farrells. Point taken. We move on. Next comes hockey. He’s from Edina. I’m from Minnetonka. One of the biggest high school hockey rivalries known to mankind. Words escape me when it comes to describing what hockey means to a Minnesotan. Liar’s dice and Brett Favre are irrelevant when it comes to Edina vs. Mtka.

Candidates start filling the room. At some point, I feel like I’m on an episode of Bachelorette. Time for me to leave. I collect my new belongings and say my adieu – I try to share a “secret” find with Dave - he cannot accept gifts. I get it. Another candidate suggests chilling the wine in the chilling MACHINE downstairs and bringing it up to the tasting room. Duh?? Great idea!

A buyer sits at a desk behind this GENIUS chilling machine. Turns out he is the German buyer. I’ve selected a Washington State Riesling by K Vintners of Walla Walla. He’s impressed with my selection. Winery is sold out. I’ve been all over town, trying to snatch up bottles (http://www.kvintners.com/wines). I know Murphy-Goode and this producer are kindred souls. I share the Riesling with Dave and a few of his wine reps. Seems I have a good palate, as the wine is well received. A Russian girl taps the winemaker on the shoulder “excuse me, can I steal you for a minute”? Oh that’s right, I was leaving ...

Dave tries to give me the Hornet’s Cheer as a good-bye. . .