never would i have presumed that the "third grade bake sale" fundraising approach would actually be a worthwhile event, but let me eat my words when saying i made $140 by selling 28 goat cheese/chocolate truffles and 21 rosemary shortbread cookies to my coworkers at bloomspot (priced at $2 and $1.50, respectively).
for you inquisitive souls, if you did the calculation you'd realize i should have generated just under ninety dollars. having made nearly double my anticipated amount, i don't know what to say other than this: i was worried to even announce my departure for fear that i'd get the professional axe, but instead i've earned nothing but prolific support, financial and emotional, plus some super hilarious comments such as "you're way more interesting than i thought". cherish those.
cooler still is the CEO's excitement at the prospect of hosting a fundraiser pour moi at our new facility: a super chic art gallery in SOMA. keep your eyes peeled for details...and if you're at all artistically, musically, or culinary inclined, we're hoping to provide food, drink, music, and an abundance of art for a silent auction.
lastly, the incorporated photo is of Father Komba, our closest contact in Korogwe who i had the good fortune to meet while at the Boston orientation. his smile is infectious, and his love for tanzanian food seems all too prevalent in this tomato - centric photo.
lastly, the incorporated photo is of Father Komba, our closest contact in Korogwe who i had the good fortune to meet while at the Boston orientation. his smile is infectious, and his love for tanzanian food seems all too prevalent in this tomato - centric photo.