Gordon ("Zola") Edgar

Inventory intimacy

July 2, 2009 · 1 Comment

There’s nothing like doing inventory to get you in touch with the cheese. Back in Ye Olde Rainbow times (mid –‘90s), we used to really get down the stock to make counting easier. There’d be holes in the display, practically empty backstock coolers, just a couple of people counting… plenty of time for pizza and beer. It was a simpler time, when no one expected anything from a natural food retailer. Hippies will be hippies, after all…

About 2/3 of backstock the month I got hired in 1994:
backstock 1994

Now however, our volume is just too big. We can’t handle our cheese distributors only delivering once a week anymore because our backstock coolers can’t hold that much cheese. I can do little things to make inventory easier but its not like I can just not order Parmigiano Reggiano so that it’s easier to count up the cooler. When inventory falls on a Sunday night it’s a little easier, but then you are also standing in a 38 degree walk-in, shivering and scrawling numbers on a Sunday night. Trade-offs.

About ¼ of backstock around the holidays in 2001:
backstock 2001

The worst part of inventory is going through cheese jail (“where the bad cheese goes”) going through all the icky, bad-moldy, sticky, stinky-in-a-bad-way, unsellable cheese trash. Some just needs to get tossed, some is still awaiting pick-up from distributors that “forget” to bring return slips, especially in the days preceding a June 30 inventory. No one wants to count the nasty at the end of the fiscal year.

Still, there’s something incredibly satisfying about spending some quality time with the wheels, blocks, tubs, cans, and cut pieces of my cheesy companions.

Hey there little single Manchego, did you fall behind the case stack of your friends? Oh Cabot Clothbound, did someone wrap you up too loose? Graaskaas, what are you doing here? You weren’t scheduled to arrive until the 3rd. Brie, what are you doing so close to the cooler fans? Oh, I put you there while I was counting the 40# Jacks, didn’t I? Sorry. Did you feel a draft?

It kind of goes like that for 3 hours or so. I think we all feel a little closer afterwards.

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Possibly the most flarttering article I have ever seen about our co-op

June 29, 2009 · 1 Comment

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How desperate are you to read my book?

June 26, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Evidently you can “buy” my unpublished book used for $999.99 from this online book seller. I am confused by the grading however. If you are going to sell an imaginary book, why not make it “excellent” condition instead of “very good”. I guess they didn’t want to oversell it.

(Real publication date is still March 2010)

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Don’t give me no bammer Brie

June 25, 2009 · 5 Comments

I’ve mentioned before that every single wheel of Parmigiano Reggiano comes with a number molded right into the rind. Above the date of production, this tells you where the cheese is from, either a small region or a particular farm, depending on the size. Sometimes I even buy numbers in particular if the parm is notably special, but you can’t go too far with that since the season in which the milk was produced plays a factor too.

However, in 15 years of cheese I never got this number before:
415 represent

That’s right. 415!* Represent!

It’s already divided the department between those of us who grew up in the Bay Area and can’t stop joking about it, and the transplants who wish we would just shut up.

But we can’t stop talking about ourselves. That’s how we do it in the Sco.
SFC!

I’m going to have to see if we can get more.

*415 is the area code for SF and Marin now, but it was the area code for the whole Bay Area when I was growing up.

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Rainbow in the news again

June 18, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Now Channel 5 thinks our coupons are newsworthy!

Best part is our Rainbow person plugging my book while talking about the cheese department.

Otherwise there are some factual inaccuracies (we started the coupons originally because we were trying to make the weekends less crowded, not because we were having hard times), and it would have been nice to hear the word “cooperative”. But you can’t get mad at free publicity.

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The return of Pinky the Clown

June 15, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Long time readers may remember my ex-co-worker/clown stripper entry from a few years back.* Well, Pinky showed up the other day at the store. She was all hunched, tweaky, and sniffly and was trying to quietly pass by the cheese section and into the backstock area. She had a bag, but I couldn’t tell if she had any products in it. I yelled out to her to stop as she shuffle-sneaked past.

“Don’t you remember me? I used to work here.” Pinky said. “I just need to use the bathroom.”

“Oh, I remember you. But you can’t go up there. You don’t work here anymore.”

She had every intention of just blowing past me, but four or five other workers — who had just finished dinner – were blocking the stairs. Actually, she was blocking them too. Impasse. One of them, who just happens to look really, really tough, said, “This is workers only.”

Pinky saw that she wasn’t going to get past and that she was all of a sudden drawing a lot of attention. She also, between me, the workers on the stairs, and the people doing produce prep, was outnumbered 10 to 1.

“Whatever, Show-off!” she yelled non-sensically as she huffed away.

Luckily on of the produce workers followed her and saw her trying to get into our other backstock area across the store. This made her excuse even less believable since – as an ex-worker — she knows there is no bathroom on that side of the store. She left then, before we had to officially kick her out.

Sigh. Another day at an urban grocery store…

*It’s a very good story for context. I recommend this link.

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Rainbow in the Chron

June 13, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Ha! Awesome and big front page article on our crazy coupon days. Coupon days will be even more insane now. For non-coupon shoppers, I can wholeheartedly recommend Mondays, Tuesdays and Fridays for calm, peaceful shopping. It’s like going back in time a decade on those days cuz everyone is coming Wednesdays and Thursdays.

This is my favorite picture. Both Stagey and I independently thought of those old Mervyn’s ads.

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“Open… open… open…”

Next year will be different so enjoy the insanity until October when the coupons end. Hey, since I’m doing an ad anyway, we’re having a customer appreciation day today. 3-6 there will be giveaways, Rainbow bands, and other stuff. It’s at the 13th St. entrance (My total pet peeve is my co-workers who insist on calling it “Division”. Especially on the website. Grrrrrr.)

And don’t forget: closed on Pride, open on July 4.

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Neko Case sets the mood

June 11, 2009 · Leave a Comment

We had a big cheese contingent at the Neko Case show last night. Neko was amazing. I actually left liking her music more than I did when I went in, and I liked it plenty upon arrival. It’s poignant, sad, hopeful, nostalgic, and filled with the detail of every day life, sometimes all in the same song.

When we all got to the BART/MUNI stop after the show I was struck by something. Maybe it was a reflective mood inspired by an hour and a half of Neko Case. While we once all lived in walking distance from Rainbow, now I was the only one left in San Francisco. This entry/article/rant has been said many times before, to be sure. But I felt the sadness for a moment. Our communities that once existed and the way they could have grown – and we could have grown old – together.

It didn’t help when the first song that came on this morning as I sat down to the computer was J Church’s “The Satanists Convene” which is a song about everything this city has lost. And of course we’ve lost Lance too. His songs occasionally made me cry when he was alive. While his songs were also part sappy/part serious, some certainly have become more poignant since his death.

Perhaps returning to the Warfield also contributed. I hadn’t been these since (I think) a 1992 Cramps Halloween show. Just to prove how old we are, I attended that show with friends whose youngest daughter was one-ish. These are wonderful people that I’ve been friends with since the ‘80s who fled the Bay Area for more affordable living in rural Pennsylvania, but returned last year. Earlier this week that daughter won a $10,000 scholarship for her singing from Beach Blanket Babylon. You can’t predict these things. And some of these things are good.

I suppose poignancy was the theme of the last 24 hours. I didn’t choose that theme. It just happened.

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Early morning cheese thoughts

June 10, 2009 · 1 Comment

Well, it’s 6 AM. I’m getting so used to getting up early every day (while subbing ’s receiving shifts for her vacation) that I’m waking up before my 6 AM alarm now. I don’t know what to think about that. Except that I’ve already made tea, washed dishes, and cut a dozen day-old bagels in half and stuck ‘em in the freezing.

Going to see Neko Case tonight with Stagey, Dairryiere and Dairryiere’s boyfriend (who I think had a nickname at one point, but I forgot it). I hope I can stay awake to a real adult bedtime.

Oh well, off to welcome the cheese to our store. Get on little Gouda. Welcome Winsome Washed-rinds. Bienvinidos both basic and bodacious Bries! Join us so-low-priced-that-you-are-probably-driving-farmers-out-business
-until-enough-cows-get-killed-to-lower-production Jack! Hop off those trucks and settle in to the walk-in!

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Puffy

June 8, 2009 · 2 Comments

After 15 years of cheese selling (my anniversary was May 18!), it’s not like I think I’ve seen it all, but I feel like I have a general handle on the questions I will get. Last weekend however, one threw me for a loop.

A guy walks up to me and says, “What’s your margin on cheese?”

“Are you asking as a customer or as a food professional?” I respond. Something about his manner is odd, not the least of which is that there’s no lead up to this question at all and he asks as if it were just as normal to ask this as “where’s the brie?” I ask this question mostly because I want to know if he understands the difference between margin and mark-up,* and also because I want to try and figure out where he’s coming from.

“Food professional.”

“I’ll answer your question, but I find it strange – if you are in the food business – that you can’t tell by looking at the prices. There are not a lot of secrets in the food world. We pretty much all know what each other pay for things. Where do you work?”

“I work at a company that sells products online.”

“Ok, so you want me to tell you how we do our pricing but you won’t tell me where you work or why you are asking. I mean, I’m standing here at my workplace so you know where I’m coming from but you won’t give me any information about yourself and you expect me to tell you what are generally considered trade secrets. Doesn’t that strike you as a little odd?”

“I didn’t mean it that way. I work on the computer systems.”

“Ok, for what company?”

“…” Clearly this is a secret for some reason.

“Ok, here’s the deal, our cheese margins are between 35-50% which is low for the industry. What our margin is depends on how much labor goes into a cheese. Does that answer your question?”

“(Looking at a two-year aged gouda) I just find it strange that you can sell cheese for $15/lb. Why don’t people just buy it at Costco?”**

It’s certainly not limited to selling cheese, but this is how people get themselves into trouble. If he had identified himself as a customer I would have been much friendlier, answering the question after I generally explained the issues behind cheese pricing: high labor to sales ratio, higher cost of refrigeration that regular grocery, need to cover shrink, etc. as well as the fact that pricing also reflects that people can ask questions to workers who get paid a living wage (with benefits) and therefore tend to have more knowledge and experience than people at other stores.

By puffing himself up, he unknowingly violated the unwritten rule of the food trade which is that the first thing you do when asking questions to someone else in the food trade is identify yourself. He thereby put himself in the category of people like the sales rep who once called me up pretending to be a customer asking me about Cheese X*** and saying that we really needed to carry it and that he and all his friends would buy it etc. Liars and time-wasters are the most reviled people in the business. That doesn’t seem like an unusual concept.

*Margin is the percent you make after subtracting the wholesale price of a product. It is related to – but different from – the mark up. For example, if we pay $1 for something and our mark up is 50% we charge $1.50. Since .50 is the amount we net, 33% is the margin because .50 is 33% of $1.50.

**It’s not that this is not a valid question. It’s simply that a cheese professional would know the answer to this. This is food retail 101.

**Since they dealt with him quickly and appropriately, I will not ID the company.

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