Someone Missing

Published by Michael in Friends and colleagues,The business on November 17, 2008 at 10:08 am

Yesterday marked a social event I look forward to all year — the once-a-year tailgate organized by our friend Mark from New Jersey.† The food is fantastic; the wine and other beverages, plentiful; the company, better than either the food or the wine.† The weather this year was brisk, perfect in my opinion for a tailgate.† Who cares about the game?† Fewer than half the guests bother to attend it.

From memory, the food included:

Just Cured smoked and cured salmon (of course), wild boar patÈ, mushroom bisque, grits with chorizo gravy, sauteed shrimp, steamed mussels over linguine, Italian sausages over polenta, wild boar and white bean chili, pheasant roulade with pineapple and mushroom, seared scallops with foie gras butter, lamb racks cured, smoked and roasted, a platter of artisanal cheeses, fleur de sel caramel corn, and bananas Foster.† (For the record, the salmon, patÈ, bisque, pheasant and lamb were my dishes.† Most of the other dishes were by the top restaurant chefs in the city.)

I spent the morning and early afternoon with friends, colleagues and acquaintances I see every day, only occasionally and once a year.† As in past years, I also met interesting people I would enjoy getting to know better.

For all the fun and fellowship, one person didn’t attend this year and I missed her presence.† The self-proclaimed “Empress” of our group was AWOL.† The Empress moved out of town for work a number of years ago but has made a point to return for this annual party as well as several other events dear to her.† I am not even sure if anyone heard why she could not be with us.

Empress is a fitting title for our friend.† She has a way of making others do her bidding and making them feel good about it.† Her spur of the moment parties are the stuff of legend.† All they took were several phone calls along the lines of “[Location], in two hours, you are cooking [insert one of her favorites].† Several times yesterday, I was sure I heard her order “Honey! It is time for the [insert next dish.]” or “I need foie gras — and champagne.† Now!”

Well, Empress, it was in your honor that I remembered to contribute the foie gras butter to Mark’s scallop dish.† And I thought of you as I opened the first bottle of the half case of champagne I brought.† Your subjects performed admirably yesterday.† You would have been proud to have joined us.

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Cincinnati Enquirer November 12

Published by Michael in The business on November 12, 2008 at 10:24 am

Just Cured is featured in three related articles in the November 12 Cincinnati Enquirer.† Thanks to Polly Campbell for the gracious words about the products and me.

Read the articles here:

Party Pleasers

Findlay’s Steeped in Appetizer Ingredients

Salmon Fulfills His Foodie Dreams

Certified Kosher!

Published by Michael in The business on November 7, 2008 at 2:53 pm

Just Cured’s smoked salmon products are now certified kosher under the supervision of the Vaad Hoier of Cincinnati!

I expect our gravlax to receive its certification soon.

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Holiday gifts

Published by Michael in The business on November 6, 2008 at 11:22 am

I just finalized the Just Cured holiday gift program and published the web page containing the program details.

Please consider a Just Cured gift package for your holiday gift needs.† For gift package information, visit this page.

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Just Cured Poster

Published by Michael in The business on October 27, 2008 at 9:01 am

Thanks to Ben at Powerhouse Design for the design and screen printing of this poster advertising Just Cured salmon.

Have to have one for yourself?† Ask nicely or order something from the web store.† Available in two sizes, 12 by 18 and 9 by 12.

This is brotherly love?

Published by Michael in The business on October 15, 2008 at 10:01 am

I have gotten used to the shouting that passes for conversation in the streets of my new work neighborhood.† I rarely pay attention to those conversations that degenerate into profane versions of “gonna mess you up.”† In my limited experience, these shouting matches almost never escalate into something more — at least during daylight hours.

And so, today on my mid-day walk, I took but little notice to the jawing of two guys on the street.† I see both of them around, often together.† The first was a rail thin young man.† I have the impression that he gets into fights often.† I have seen him with a black eye, a split lip and various cuts and scrapes.† He appears to get better than he gives; and I have come upon him while complaining about an assailant or two.† The second was also thin, but has the physique that comes only from having spent untold hours in the gym — broad shoulders, thin waist and hips, every muscle cut with definition.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the skinny guy charge the muscular one and throw a wild punch.† I turned and watched the muscular one hold onto the skinny guy.† The muscular one was sufficiently strong to restrain the skinny guy and appeared to have the fight under control.

As if in slow motion, I saw the skinny guy reach for, and grab, an empty glass bottle.† The first swing glanced off muscular guy’s back.† The second connected squarely with the back of his head.† The third shattered the bottle, and blood spurted from muscular guy’s head.

With that, merely subduing skinny guy was no longer an option.† Muscular guy unleashed a barrage of blows that with their precision, pacing and effect revealed his obvious training as a boxer — to chin, cheek, abdomen and kidney. Blood flowed copiously down muscular guy’s back and splattered with each turn of his head

Skinny guy appeared to have enough, then charged.† And another flurry erupted.† Yet another charge and flurry ensued after that.

Throughout the fight, friends of the combatants and onlookers screamed and cried and tried to separate them.† No entreaty was going to be effective until the two were spent.

I walked past that same block 45 minutes later.† The two fighters were sitting together on a stoop a few doors from the location of the brawl.† Skinny guy’s face was a lumpy pulp.† Tomorrow his right eye will be swollen shut and his cheekbone or orbital bone may be broken.† The boxer’s bloody shirt lay beside him, a towel and ice pack draped over his nearly shaved head.

I heard them telling those gathered nearby of an “accident” between these two who called each other brother.† And as they described this accident and each other’s performance during the accident, they passed between the two an enormous joint as if it were a modern, urban peace pipe.

Brothers?† Accident?† Weed?

Aren’t families grand?

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At the Market

Published by Michael in The business on October 10, 2008 at 4:39 pm

Why did this display transport me to the 1930s?

Apple stand

Apple stand

And I know that autumn is here and Halloween is just around the corner when the produce vendors put out the huge box of pumpkins.

Soon to be Jack-o'-lanterns

Soon to be Jack-o'-lanterns

Credit Crisis 101

Published by Michael in The business on September 26, 2008 at 9:58 am

Something tells me I am going to regret what I am about to do.† I have studiously avoided political or similar commentary on this blog — for the simple reason that I don’t want this site to devolve into what I have seen and read on other blogs.† I have resisted writing this, but the words just keep trying to burst forth.

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I can no longer stand the posturing and finger pointing associated with the credit crisis.† It seems everyone wants to lay blame at the foot of someone particular.† None of what the politicians and the media are saying makes any sense; they are trying to take something unbelievably complex and ascribe a single cause to it.† The truth is that we are all responsible and (almost) no one is to blame.

The Republicans want to blame the Democrats, and the Democrats want to blame the Republicans — each for a lack of oversight and regulation of the financial markets.† A policy of hands off the financial markets has been a staple of every administration since at least Jimmy Carter’s.† Right or wrong, for a third of a century, our government has bought into the efficiency of the capital markets.† For either party to blame the other for this policy when it proved to be grossly flawed is simply wrong.

There is the great hue and cry over the immense fortunes made on Wall Street selling mortgage backed securities.† Well, the investment banks didn’t create these products in a vacuum.† For every slice and dice of a pool of mortgages into ever more complex instruments, Wall Street had a customer clamoring for an investment with the attributes of this slice or that dice.

A commercial bank† or insurance company needed an investment asset with a particular return, maturity and risk profile to match with and lock in a return against a particular deposit liability or policy guarantee.† Or, a hedge fund needed an instrument that effectively hedged some other investment the fund made.† Or, a foreign central bank wanted a greater return on an investment it still viewed as safe.

The people who bought and sold this stuff were wrong, but they were not reckless.† The buyers and sellers of this investment paper are some of the smartest people I have ever (or will ever) run across.† There is a consistent theme with bubbles — they are all based on a fact known at the time that later proves to be a fatally flawed assumption.† It could be that the demand for tulip bulbs will greatly outstrip a permanently limited supply or that business and consumer spending for internet based services has no limit or, in this case, that people with no investment in their homes will act similarly with respect to keeping those homes as those who have a substantial cash investment in their homes.

So, who is responsible?† The people who bought homes that historical measures told them they couldn’t afford?† The lenders who made the loans there were ready buyers for?† The investment bankers in business to make money for their clients who had a huge appetite for these mortgage backed securities and created the financial instruments?† The rating agencies, the most valuable asset of which is the integrity of their critical analysis, who gave AAA ratings to the paper?† The buyers of the securities, incredibly sophisticated in their own rights, who believed they were making safe and sound investments for their shareholders?

Let’s not forget the politicians.† Voters living in their dream homes and freely spending the proceeds of home equity lines are happy voters.† And happy voters rain contributions and votes on those responsible for their happiness.† State and local governments and chambers of commerce trumpeted their thriving local economies and pointed to rising home values.† Those same governments benefited from increasing property tax revenues.

From Main Street to Wall Street and the financial centers around the world, virtually everyone saw the Emperor’s New Clothes — and agreed that they were truly magnificent.† And now we hear this crisis is attributable to a failure to regulate the financial industry?† Some regulator at the FDIC or state banking commission was going to point out the the Emperor was, in fact, naked?† And who was going to believe it?† The absolutely smartest, astute and critical minds — buyers, sellers and independent analysts alike — attested to the safety and value of these investments.

No one was going to derail this train.† Until it derailed itself.† As it happens with every bubble; it bursts from the stresses of its own ever expanding size, not from some external pinprick.

Do we need this huge bailout under discussion and negotiation today?† I don’t know; but if Henry Paulson and Ben Bernanke are frightened, I am scared.† They know the dirty little secret of the financial markets: that their strength and flexibility are based on the willingness of a few dozen worldwide players to accept every day each others’ unsecured promises to pay in transactions involving billions of dollars.

Those promises to pay are a function of the market for financial derivatives, and those deriviatives support the transactions we engage in every day.† Your local trucking company would probably be out of business were it not hedging fuel prices through derivative contracts.† Your employer financed its most recent expansion with a floating rate bank loan and then used a derivative contract to fix the interest rate.† Your grocer stabilizes chicken prices with derivatives.

The counterparties to those contracts and thousands of similar contracts are those few dozen global players; and they share, hedge and reallocate the risk of those contracts among themselves daily.† If just a few of those institutions stop accepting the promises of the others, the world markets come to a screeching halt.† Those instiutions are not telling you and me how close they are to severing ties; but they are telling Messrs. Paulson and Bernanke, and the international players are telling their central banks who are telling the Treasury and the Fed. And they are telling each other indirectly — the rate at which the bank players are willing to lend money to each other overnight more than doubled in one day last week, jumping from 3.1% to 6.4% toprol xl 100mg

Putting this crisis in the hands of Congress six weeks before an election?† Yeah, I am terrified.

Customer comments

Published by Michael in The business on September 24, 2008 at 5:45 pm

I need some help from my customers and readers.  I want to add a page to the Just Cured web site that incorporates comments (positive ones preferred) from customers.

So, if you have have anything you’d like to say about Just Cured’s salmon — and have actually consumed some of it — drop me an email or post a comment to this blog entry.  I won’t identify you precisely on the site; I will refer to your first name and location only.

Fox 19 Morning News

Published by Michael in The business on September 4, 2008 at 9:25 am

As I reported here a few days ago, Just Cured and I appeared yesterday in a cooking segment on the local Fox affiliate‘s morning news show.† I featured our newest product, the Half Smoked Salmon in a NiÁoise salad.

Thanks to Sheila, Rob, Frank and their producer, Helen, for the opportunity to appear, for the hospitality they extended to me, and for the kind words.

Here’s the video:

Video, copyright 2008, WXIX-Fox 19.† Used with permission.

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