So here’s an interesting behind-the-scenes fact: whichever flavor of No Coast’s THC-infused Pâte de Fruit is listed at the top of the dropdown menu on our product page is the one that sells the most. After giving both Strawberry Reverie and Raspberry Velour their time in the sun, I’m mixing it up and letting Pineapple Reign, well, reign. Placement aside, I’m sure most people gravitate towards flavors like Strawberry and Raspberry because they’re extremely known entities. Pineapple can be a wildcard! But I’m here to tell you that Pineapple Reign is my actual favorite of all four flavors. Chef Nathal Anderson, the brains behind these delicious confections, told us the recipe is inspired by a pineapple tea lemonade she had, in which butterfly pea flower tea was poured over pineapple lemonade. “The earthiness and herbal qualities of the butterfly pea flower really compliment and mellow out the tang of the pineapple,” she explained. Speaking of herbs and mellowness, each piece of Pâte de Fruit contains 5mg of THC. Now that it’s spring, why not try a taste of summer? -VvP |
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Instead of writing about a piece of celebrity memorabilia, as I often do, I’m recommending an article about celebrity memorabilia and the explosive growth of Julien’s Auctions. There’s a lot to unpack in this piece—what this expanding market says about our society, what it means for the future of the art world, the morality of disinterring a body in order to sell much-sought after burial crypt—but I found the discussion around celebrity being a modern form of sainthood to be particularly compelling. It dovetails with a number of discussions I (and I’m sure you) have been having for quite some time. As a Dartmouth professor says of Elvis Presley’s gas card, “It really doesn’t have anything to do with his talent, or his history as a performer. It’s just because Elvis touched it, because it belonged to him. It’s a bit of a fetish object. And the way fetish objects work, they’re sort of magical, in that the proximity to them, the touching of them, gives you some sort of power or sense of self that can’t be acquired otherwise.” Apropos of nothing, did you know you can buy back issues of Gossamer? -DW |
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This week, a friend of mine texted me “Willow Smith dropped a song in 7/4 and all the drummers I know are like 👀.” Now, I probably could not properly explain 7/4 time nor am I familiar with Willow Smith’s music at all. Frankly, I’m not really familiar with Willow Smith as a person beyond her being part of a famous family. But curiosity got the best of me and I looked up the song, “symptom of life,” and I, too, am like 👀. If this is the next evolution of pop music, I’m “here for it.” -DW |
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I’ve found myself increasingly obsessed with textile wall hangings, specifically framed pieces of vintage needlepoint, crewel, and fiber art wall hangings. It started with a knit tree, found close to a decade ago at A Current Affair in Sunset Park, that has a space of honor over my bed. I recently added an embroidered owl with glittery gold eyes, and had been eyeing this flower child-inspired piece but waited too long to pull the trigger. (This true-to-size grandfather clock is the one that really got away though. If anyone out there knows who bought it, please tell them to message me if they ever decide to sell it.) Anyway, if any of this remotely appeals to your aesthetic sensibilities, Facebook Marketplace is a real treasure trove. Someone with kids (or just nostalgic taste) should scoop up this Sesame Street diptych, I love the Gossamer-y colors of this pastoral scene, and am seriously thinking of snagging these sunny sunflowers and immediately reframing them. -VvP |
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To take a page out of writer (and Gossamer contributor) Molly Young’s book, read this profile if you like any of the following: eccentric Italians; extremely cogent descriptions of esoteric and intangible things (in this case, fragrance); butter; oysters; corporate espionage; the smell of snow; six-course meals. -VvP |
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Newly opened, the Noguchi Museum’s latest exhibition, Toshiko Takaezu: Worlds Within, is one to see. First off, if you haven’t been to this wonderful little museum in Long Island City, you should correct that as soon as possible. It’s a great spot for simply wandering and is especially conducive for a good, edible-enabled ponder. Add in this retrospective of Takaezu, whose work arguably changed how we see ceramics today, and you’re in store for a pretty mind-expanding adventure in a quiet, contemplative way. -DW |
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