Product Research

When I was a child, my family did all sorts of things for extra money. Around Christmas time, this meant making and selling various sweets. I can remember, as a child, standing by a table in the local mall, selling chocolate dipped dried fruit (white chocolate apricot was surprisingly ugh popular) to fund Christmas gifts.

White chocolate is nasty. We was ruining perfectly good apricots. Fight me.

At the time, with a child’s logic, it was just part of what a family did: need money, hustle, get money. That pattern carried through to adulthood. Over the years I’ve done a remarkable number of side hustles to put food on the table, from cleaning people’s houses and picking their mulberry tree bald, to writing for newspapers, to sex work. I was also on lend to do construction as a child.

Ya girl had an active childhood. For whatever else I could say about the way I was raised, I did not lack instruction on the value of getting shit done if you want to eat.

I’m starting to do research on opening my store here since I have a few recipes I am permitted to produce for others. The things I do have permission to make are relatively simple and don’t require anything downright alchemical, just standard kitchen equipment.

I am itching to buy distilling equipment, though. You absolutely will, if you know me in real life, catch me with a glassworker’s sneeze worth of tubes and copper steam pots, a manic expression, and a notebook. I’m dying to DIY some offerings.

As an engineer, let’s just say that product design appeals to me. As a chef, the process appeals to me. As a sex worker, the amount of necessary labor appeals to me, as does the thought of making someone’s life a little better (for those that don’t know: sex work requires extraordinary empathy). As an editor, the meticulousness appeals to me. As a witch, the magic involved appeals to me.

And as someone who will be a priest, the opportunity to work with the mysteries on the process of healing, no matter how small the role, is coming home. That’s what I came for.

I’m not quite ready yet (there’s a small business license to get and I’m gonna have to design a label for things), but I’m going to get there.

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