A headline that I am sure grabbed your attention the other day, and certainly grabbed mine as I thought “hmmm…must be a slow news day for CNN…why report on real news (like the quagmire in Iraq) when you can bring such hard-hitting news from across the Pacific…?”

Yes, you know the headline I am talking about - Japan: Bunch of Grapes sold for $910:

I don’t really have any problem with such a story being reported, and it is certainly true that some pretty high prices are paid for fruit over here, BUT, in the AP wire story that almost every newspaper in the world seems to have picked up, it’s this sentence that gets me :

Fruit is generally expensive in Japan, and people often buy grapes, peaches and melons as luxury gifts. Japanese are often willing to pay top prices for high-end fruits, especially for the prestige of owning the very first ones of the year.

“Often” is used twice and it leaves the reader with the impression that what was a completely exceptional purchase (something that could happen only once a year for this type of grape and for a few other select fruits) is almost commonplace.

The truth is that most Japanese people buy their fruit at the supermarket, just like everywhere else in the world and some fruits are significantly more expensive than in other places (for example, a watermelon is probably an average $15 U.S.) while others are just slightly more expensive (say 30% more than you’d pay in North America), while others still are on par (for example, bananas and kiwis). But everything’s relative right? Bear in mind that food is either imported (think: transport costs, distribution costs, etc.) or grown domestically (think: limited agricultural land availability, a high cost of living for farmers, and an extraordinarily strong agricultural growers union) and also that Japanese shoppers are notoriously picky (they won’t overlook minor blemishes or bruising, so the fruits need to “look perfect”) and you can understand why general prices would be higher.

So, on to the real story behind the $910 grapes. To understand why such an auction and purchase would take place, you need to get deeper into Japanese culture than just saying people often buy certain fruits as “luxury gifts” - a number of factors come into play.

In general, Japanese consumers do not make purchasing decisions based on price alone - perceived freshness and quality are more significant and, in fact, a price that is “too low” suggests that the product must not be good enough quality. When it comes to food, most Japanese people prefer domestically grown produce because they feel it is safer (there’s a mistrust of food from China in particular), fresher, and tastes better.

In addition, there is the quest for perfection. Ask anyone working in Quality Control for a multinational company that does business in Japan and you are guaranteed to hear stories that detail either how Japanese customers (which include middle men/distributors) reject products regularly due to perceived flaws that would go undetected by buyers in other countries, or how quality standards are just so much higher here than any of their other production facilities in other countries. As an example of the former, I recently discovered that distributors often reject shipments of goods because the boxes are damaged even though the goods inside (i.e., the hundreds of packaged products inside the boxes) are completely intact and undamaged.

Imagine, for example, taking 40 china plates and packing them individually in cardboard and then placing those 40 cardboard packages in a large box filled with straw and styrofoam popcorn and then shipping that large box to a distributor on the other side of the world. The large box arrives and there is a minor rip on the outside that was incurred at some point in the shipping process. However, inside the large box, all the individual boxes are in perfect condition. Now imagine being told by the distributor that he cannot accept the large box because he will not be able to deliver such a box to his customer, a department store, because of the minor rip in the large box used only for shipping. If you’ve ever worked in shipping or procurement or package delivery, you’ll understand just how unbelievable this situation is (but it is true).

The third element, which is a core concept in Japanese culture dating at least back to the Heian period is the love of the ephemeral. If you’ve ever wondered why it is that Japanese people turn out in droves to sit under cherry trees while they are blossoming or why you cannot book a hotel room in Kyoto during the Autumn when all the leaves are changing colour or why those green tea Kit Kats are only in the stores for 1 month before they are replaced by a new flavour.

And this segues into the fourth element: an absolute love for newness. This love is self-evident in many aspects of Japanese culture, most documented perhaps is the marketing concept of Shinhatsubai (which basically translates to “new and improved product” and can help you understand why products are constantly appearing and disappearing and then re-appearing with modifications in this lightening fast market). Newness, however, is everywhere here: people don’t want to rent apartments that are more than 10 years old, culturally significant landmarks (such as temples) are regularly renovated or even knocked down and rebuilt, and you would be hard pressed to find a car on the roads that is more than 7 or 8 years old (those all get shipped to other countries in what is a very lucrative re-sale market).

So, the $910 grapes are domestic, they are new, they will only be in season a short time, and they are in perfect condition. This means they are valuable and their rarity only helped to boost that price.

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First of all, thank you for the “welcome back” comments - unexpected, but a
very pleasant surprise. I’ll try my best to keep you entertained with my
pithy commentary from this place I affectionately refer to as The
Rock
(do with that what you will: if you want to make Alcatraz
analogies, be my guest; however, that would be your own subjective reading
of potential symbols…). The cosmetic changes are still not complete and I even managed to lose my entire blog today in my efforts to “tidy up” the file tree (yes, Jay, have upgraded to 2.6 - might have to hit you up for some pointers).

So, anyway, as I was contemplating my return to the blogosphere
(could there be an uglier neologism?), I was kind of passively brainstorming
(is there such a thing? perhaps if you do it at my relaxed pace…)
potential topics and I happened to be in Shinjuku the other day and it
happened to be about 37C (but really felt about 42C in the sun) and I just
happened to come across this:


I have barely written a blog entry this entire year and, in the intervening 8 months, nothing’s changed outside of Krispy Kreme (okay, that’s not entirely true: they made a snake-type ramp at the front so that people don’t have to line up across the bridge and all the way to Takashimaya Times Square). Really…what compels people to line up for these things in the sweltering heat?

Okay, that’s done. I solemnly swear that I will never ever blog about Krispy Kreme again (that was the third time and that is my KK limit - always good to know one’s own limits, I say).

So, on to the next Shinjuku oddity.

As I rounded the corner from Odakyu Southern Terrace (the home of the now unmentionable greasy dough ring franchise) onto Koshu-kaido (the big main street that runs in front of the south exit of JR Shinjuku Station), I see this:

It is quite possibly one of the most amazing clouds I have ever seen - it was absolutely MASSIVE and, here’s the kicker: NOT ONE PERSON (aside from me) looked up and took notice (except the one old chief who noticed me and my camera and then followed my line of vision - if I hadn’t been taking a picture, he probably would’ve just carried on right across the street without looking up). Seriously…I took about 10 photos and in every frame it’s heads down across the board…

Life: you miss out on it if you’re never looking beyond the tip of your own snout…

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So, August 12th seems about as good a day as any to crank up the old blog machine again…yes, it has been a while and, to be honest, I have considered just deleting the whole show; however, a good friend of mine has been urging me to “blog again”.

Being obedient, here I am.

(That was a joke obviously…anyone who knows me would see through that in a nanosecond: “obedient” is the last adjective on the face of the earth that applies to me…)

Anyway, as you can see, a bit of a cosmetic change going on with the blog - bear with me as I bring the whole look in line with my website and find the time to write a proper blog entry: tomorrow evening’s project…in the meantime, jump on over to my Flickr page and look at some sushi porn and some seagulls…

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I went out for a stroll the other day; it was the day after New Year’s Day, I think. Anyway, in Japan, New Year’s is a 4-day holiday and in those first few days of the year almost all Japanese people visit a shrine or temple for at least a few minutes (I wrote more extensively about it last year here and here) and many line up for quite a while in order to throw their coins in the offering box.

Anyway, what I was struck by the other day was the contrast between these two scenes (pictures taken only minutes apart):

Yes, some people line up on January 2 for the traditional visit to the shrine and others line up for the traditional box of Krispy Kreme donuts…! You can’t really see it in the picture above, but there is a sign indicating that the waiting time to get your greasy dough rings is (are you ready for it?) one hour and twenty minutes. A year ago, I was amazed that people were lining up so long for donuts. Then, in the summer, when it was 40°C, I was amazed to see people standing in that heat waiting for donuts. Now, about a year-and-a-half later, I’m just dumbstruck…

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PS: A devout reader, Hali, and Adonica, thanks for your kind words…

Shari, I can’t remember if I thanked you for your comments about the bad RAM - I definitely got a bum stick, but have adapted to the inconvenience temporarily. I will take your advice and check our Crucial for RAM for my MacBook.

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hmmm….cannot believe that I have left Madonna’s face staring out at you for so long!! Apologies…

2007 has obviously NOT been the year of the blog for me. The truth of it is that earlier in the year, when my brother was dying in hospital (as the result of an assault), the thought of writing blog entries just didn’t seem very appropriate or necessary or interesting or compelling. Quite simply: I had nothing to say. Death will do that to you…

I am not sure I have anything to say even now…I’ve been directing most of my down-time into photography and just can’t seem to find anything to write about. At the same time, I can’t leave Madonna’s ghoulish face staring out at you from an ad for condos.

I actually started to write this about 2 weeks ago and then my whole blog site crashed (cue: sinister organ chords signalling a spooky coincidence). Nothing earth shattering that I really had to impart, so I left my blog in purgatory for a few days. What I actually wanted to write about is quite mundane - it was this:

I had just made myself a “Toast and Tomato” (as my father always called it, although he’d never put cheese on it: he was a purist). As I was savouring the flavours, I had this flood of really happy memories of my dad. When we were kids, just lounging around or reading or whatever, he’d saunter into the room and say: “Ya-wanna-toast-and-tomato…?” - it was, he knew, hard to resist because he was probably the world’s best toast and tomato maker (generous amounts of salt, pepper, and butter - there is nothing worse than a toast and tomato that has skimpy amounts of any of the key ingredients). Of course, I’d never turn him down and I think he really, truly, enjoyed preparing them - he had this thing about feeding people, being hospitable, offering them a drink. It was more than mere politeness: I think it truly made him happy to be able to make you something to eat; maybe it was more than that - maybe it was because he remembered scarcer times during the War and maybe because he could…who knows…? I certainly never thought that much about it when I was on the receiving end of a T & T…

After having these thoughts, I felt compelled to find this particular picture of me, my mum, and my dad - it was 1972, in Scotland (I think in Oban, “Gateway to the Highlands”, but I was too young to remember key details of our visit). I guess my sister was taking the picture (because she’s not in it and there was certainly no one else around to take the shot) - I love the big sky behind us, and it brings back a lot of happy memories each time I look at it.

I suppose this is a good way to end 2007…happy thoughts and memories of my family (although only my sister and I now remain…). I won’t dwell on the events of 2007: I am looking forward to 2008 and, if there are still any readers of this blog remaining, I hope that 2008 is full of good things for you too.

Almost New Year’s Eve here (a few more hours to go) - I’m heading out with my camera…

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As I was walking through Tokyo Station the other night, I happened to see a familar face starting out at me on an advertisement for some condos:

It’s pretty interesting what celebrities will attach their images to in Japan. I can only imagine how much she was paid for this, and I doubt very highly you’d see her face on a condo ad in any western country.

That being said, we seem to have moved into an era of celebrities unabashedly grabbing every single dollar they can get through maximum leveraging of their brand. I think there used to be a bit more restraint about this, but the idea of A-list celebrities “cheapening” their image by attaching it to any product seems to have disappeared.

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