intellectual intercourse

7 July 2011

Before I begin: read an interesting and absolutely pointless article, “Intelligent Intercourse”, in Psychology Today. Unfortunately the link for it isn’t online, but to summarize it’s main points:

  •  “Intelligence is negatively associated with sex frequency” & “a high concentration of teens virgins at the top of the intelligence scale” [oh hi Harvard]
  • “Why? ‘It’s hard to pick apart,’ Chandra says, but the sexual habits of teens might offer a clue…she thinks the smartest kids might hold off on sex because they’re thinking through its potential consequences.” [Yes, that is truly what they are thinking while they are alone in their bedroom with the interweb]
  • “But that doesn’t tell the whole story: The same bright teens are just as likely to postpone relatively innocuous activities like kissing. ‘It’s hard to imagine a 15-year-old wouldn’t kiss a boy because she’s worried about getting pregnant.” [Wait, I was and still am worried about that]
  • “You have to ask: are these questions of opportunity?” […]
  • And the winner is: “People with high executive functioning usually have what’s called a slow life history strategy…they tend to have fewer partners and less sex but more resources to invest in potential offspring.”

Really. Let’s use some fancy neuro vernacular to restate the phrase “Smart kids only want one really smart kid, while dumb kids are the baby pumpers as they are ‘evolutionarily programmed’ to not live long”.

I love that they are trying to explore the phenomenon of socially awkward kids who just need a while longer to “get action” (article’s wording). I do appreciate that someone is concerned, but it’s really, really simple. Ask the Harvard pre-freshman survey.

I would also like to note that I typed up about half of the article. So they really didn’t have a grand conclusion other than “Don’t be an academic!” (again, article wording), which was disappointing.

On a much more serious note:

Susan is gone.

That sounds like she went missing, sort of like when your pet tapir decides to go kite boarding and you start freaking out.

So I’m left to my own devices right now (that sounds sketchy). Susan assigned me a bunch of research projects to do in my own time. I know it sounds lovely to create your own schedule, and it is. But man, she is seriously testing my self-control abilities, which aren’t very good tbh (does not stand for Tribe of Ben Hur, Total Body Hug, or Tampon Béton Hydraulique, Susan.)

My task due for today: create potential models for “chocolate clubs”.

Godiva has one, so does Norman Love, Recchiutti, and our beloved L.A. Burdick’s (MA represent!)

Most have similar deals where you get a monthly package of chocolates for a set price. There can be other exclusive discounts and offerings. Godiva is a little different in that it’s more of a accumulative credit deal, so each purchase adds up points, and each month the customer gets one free truffle of their choice. Obviously, Godiva has the luxury to do this because almost every major city in the world is saturated with Godiva chocolates.

But they’re all pretty standard. That got me thinking on how to make Socola different. What makes Socola stand out from any other chocolate company and made me spontaneously send an email to Susan?

So on an actual serious note:

Socola is adaptable, a sassy stud, a down-to-earth sister, and choc full of heritage. Socola to me isn’t just another boutique chocolate company, nor is it just another “Fair Trade/Eco-Friendly” chocolate bar either. It has its own baller personality. Socola can be high end, but at the same time down-to-earth. There’s some unspoken level of communication that goes on with Susan’s chocolates and packaging that allows them to connect with anyone. They’re adaptable –Socola products fit in at a Midori Club Event but also at a Farmer’s markets.

It’s a company owned by two sisters who were just following a passion they had when they were teenagers. Socola chocolates were once bred in a microwave. After being in the kitchen for more than 70 hours total, I can confidently say there is a hell lot of love in the truffles you put in your mouth. The Socola sisterhood is here to take care of you.

Even more, Socola embodies heritage, a story, and identity. The flavors are inspired by Susan and Wendy’s experiences from growing up in the Bay Area with their Aunties who worked at a nail salon. As a girl with a very unamericanized Korean mother and a quasi-Asian American father, I definitely appreciate how much Socola chocolates embodies the fusion (and clash?) of East and West.

So there, I said it. I’m in love. With a confection.

Daily Nutrition Facts

  • Bfast: bacon baked in the oven: covered them with cinnamon (seriouswin), brown sugar (fail – burned), paprika (win), rosemary (win), sage (not really), flour (murr). Also in my experimentation with cooking eggs: 1) soft-boiled = success! [bring to boil, then boil lid off for 6 minutes] 2)fried eggs [massive fail] 3) scramble = easy, delish 4) omeletes = pretty good
  • Lunch: Salmon Making #2. I didn’t set the house on fire, but only half of it was cooked well, because the thickness was so uneven. Small steps.
  • Dinner: Aida and I made a delicious vegetable (onions, mushrooms, asparagus, peppers), chicken sausage, and cheese savory pie. Topped with basil and tomato. Lush.

Lesson of the Day: I now truly understand Harvard students. We have “long biological clocks”.

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One response to “intellectual intercourse

  1. Thank you for turning me on to Socola! I am definitely going to check them out. Have fun in SF! I am a transplant from Boston myself.

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