renaissance

I Love A Parade!

by admin on February 18, 2009


I have to admit that throughout my childhood, history class was incredibly boring to me. I would memorize the facts so I could do well in the class but there was no understanding….no desire to absorb. As I’ve “matured” or gotten older I should say….I’ve come to value our past….our traditions. I think it may have really taken hold when I fell in love with the olive tree…..16 years ago….I first took note of my new love when I was sitting in a conference room in a large corporation in San Francisco….our group was chosen to evaluate the processes of the company and recommend efficiencies…the “process improvement committee”….aka PIP.

I’m not sure how it came up but our “leader” was telling us that her husband came in very late the night before and he was filthy….he had been harvesting olives for a new olive oil co that he worked for…..At that point in my career I had not given much thought to the olive…nor the tree…nor the oil it produced…so esoteric…..my dream was to get into investment banking and run a Fortune 500 company….I appreciated food…and that is why I ate out….seldom cooked….although my sister can attest to my beef teriyaki with sticky rice……and Kraft macaroni and cheese mixed with broccoli….two of my signature dishes.

As I sat in my chair…..around a boardroom table…..pitchers of water…glass tumblers and white napkins scatttered about……I locked into the words…”came home really dirty”…”harvesting olives”…..the ringing of the words sent me back to my childhood….growing up in the hills of the Napa Valley….spending most of our time outside…..playing….getting dirty….riding horses…mini bikes…giving away wild kittens at Vintage 1870….as I faded into the past…I began to visualize her husband…up in a tree….with a baseball bat (as she described it)…..hitting branches and getting covered in soot….it was at that point that I first felt the shift….I wanted a job where I could get dirty….wear jeans…climb in trees…..my heart started to beat with the pace of my thoughts…my veins began to pulsate as elation set in….I want to start an olive oil company….I’m going to start an olive oil co!

What I lack in research and development, I make up for in determination to make up for my lack in research and development….or at least I’d like to think so…. I immediately started reading every book I could on anything that had to do with the tree….and its oil…..I connected with a few people in the Napa Valley who were just getting started in the business…..and I took advantage of every class on production, etc…that was held by UC Davis. My obsession had taken hold….and as I learned more…..I fell deeper into love…..with the olive tree and its history….and its place in our world. History class had begun……

So why share this now?

There is not a place that you can look in my new home that does not wreak of history…the text books have come alive!

Today we attended a parade for Anna Maria Luisa de’ Medici…one of the members of the Medici Dynasty…a family that is credited for establishing Firenze as the “cradle” of the Renaissance. The parade stopped at a statue of Anna Maria Luisa (see below) on the procession to her grave…the members of the parade gave tribute…played a special tune…said something in Italian…and then continued on ….I couldn’t understand the words that were said but I couldn’t help but feel the power….of this woman…and the reverence that was bestowed…..

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