One Year Later...
A year passed and I was still flitting from soap to soap and using my standby soap that I was tired of.
One day my phone rang, and it was Andy asking me if I wanted to go out on a date to a concert in one of the 100 year old theaters in the Finger Lakes. There are 3 of these theaters that were all designed and built by the same people. There’s one in Ithaca. The concert was in Geneva. We went to the show and have been together ever since.
A few months later I mentioned to Andy that I wanted to make a better soap with all of the qualities in the soap that I loved and lost. I just couldn’t believe that I couldn’t find any soap like that soap. I tried everything and nothing lived up to that soap from South America. I didn’t even know the name of the company that made that soap. Their marketing wasn’t that good and the company name wasn’t prominent. The soap was just a white rectangle in the clear crinkly wrapper with a pink and black graphic. Nothing fancy or memorable. What was memorable was the way the soap worked.
Andy said he made soap in high school chemistry. “We could make our own.” I took some books out of the library and read. We followed some recipes and made some really awful soap. Nothing I was interested in using again. It was almost worse that buying and using substandard soap, since I invested more time and money to make something that was not good. That failure gave me the drive to make good soap happen. I started to experiment. I’ve done this before and created many food recipes and even published a ravioli book filled with my raviolis, salads and salad dressings. If I could do that, I thought, I could recreate that bar of soap that I loved.