Nothing Gold Can Stay

Robert Frost was my father's favorite poet. He's on my A-list, too. I think it must be pretty hard to be from New England and not like Frost. This is my favorite of his poems:

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

A seventh-grader named Ben posted this helpful gloss on the internet:

line 1 talks about when you are born. Your early and young.
line 2 means that it's fast and that u dont have much time 2 b young
line 3 means the same as line 1
line 4 means the same as line 2
line 5 means thesame thing as lines 2&4
line 6 means mothers are sad that the children grew up so fast
line 7 means the same as 2,4, &5
line 8 means the same thing as line 1&3
hope that helps

No flies on this kid!

From Russia with Love

Most people think that cheap stuff is in Wal-Mart and the drugstore, average stuff is in the mall, and pricey stuff is in the hoity-toity boutiques. Used-clothing stores, railroad salvages, and job lots are for the real crap, disdained by anyone with taste.

But in fact, those last places are where you have to go--unless you live in a big metropolis--to find the very best stuff. I'm not sure how it gets there, and I don't really care. The fact is that, before a hot new item reaches the regular stores, you'll often find it in the job lots. You have to be an experienced shopper/detective to spot the gems, but for frugal New Englanders anyway, it's part of the thrill of the chase.

A few years ago, I started buying Terra Chips for $.99 a bag at East Coast Marketplace. The kids and I were going through three or four bags a week. I had never seen them, or any product like them, anywhere else. Taro, sweet potato, yuca, batata, and parsnip slices; all natural; no hydrogenated oils. And really, really delicious.

About the time that Marketplace stopped carrying them, they began appearing on supermarket shelves...for close to $5 a bag. I haven't purchased a bag since. They will forever be a $.99 item for me--except that I can't actually buy them at that price anymore.

A few weeks ago, I noticed a new brand of chocolate in Marketplace. Elegant packaging and delicious-sounding flavors. A careful reading of the ingredients confirmed my first instinct. Chocolate...cocoa butter...real vanilla. Even Lindt chocolates are made with palm kernel oil and vanillin!

Korkunuv chocolate is made in Russia, of all places. The gilded box, fancy script, seals, and crowns give the impression that the Korkunov family have been chocolate-makers to the czars for centuries. In fact, Andrei Korkunov is a self-made businessman, a product of the new Russia.

Korkunov started out in the 1990's importing anything and everything that would sell. Chocolate was a fluke, but proved to be wildly popular. He decided to take advantage of new economic freedoms and start manufacturing his own product, of the highest quality. He imported his machinery from Italy, and began turning out a product that drew attention at the Fancy Food fairs.

Noone who appreciates chocolate can open a Korkunov bar without eating the whole thing. It's too impossibly rich and creamy. And right now, at Marketplace, it's $1.39 a 3.5-ounce bar--sometimes $.99.

Officially, you have to go almost to Boston to buy Korkunov chocolate. But before too long it's going to catch on, and then I know just what's going to happen. It'll be everywhere, for $5 a bar, and gone forever from Marketplace. I started trying to stockpile some against this inevitability, but it's impossible not to raid the pantry if I know it's around. So I'm trying to limit myself to a bar or two a week.

For now it's copacetic. But all too soon, I'm afraid, it'll be прощайте, Коркунов.