To see a world in a grain of sand
Posted: May 27th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: nothing to do with the book | Tags: you say potato | No Comments »…and red state / blue state divides in a CB2 catalog. I have respect for what photo-shoot stylists do, and I love New York and the urban aesthetic and white dishes and topiary and half-full glasses of sangria, but when I see things like this, all I think is nooooo, that is NOT how folks eat chips and dip.
Not enough chips on that platter, for one thing. Also, it’s a platter. Potato chips go in bowls. All of which goes to support my feeling that we should institutionalize some intranational cultural exchanges. We’ll send photo-stylists to, oh, I don’t know, take notes at Old Home headquarters in New Brighton, MN, then invite their marketing people for a round of drinks at Raoul’s in Soho. Win-win.
Also, if you’re serving olives, you should include a receptacle for the pits. Just a thought.

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