FEATURE
Eat your heart out

Yep, girls, eat your hearts out. Or rather don't, because it's Valentine's Day which in
Japan means it's your turn to buy for the boys. Feel hard done by? Hilary Hinds Kitasei
explores the scandalous history behind this injustice and how they turned a day of romance
and adoration into a JY100 billion industry.
WHAT
LITTLE BOYS ARE MADE OF
No sooner do we
absorb the Japanese government's announcement that Regaine (a remedy for male baldness)
and Viagra (a remedy for male impotence) will be rushed through the official approval
process and available within the year, than we have to steel ourselves for Valentine's Day
in Japan.
What, you wonder, is the connection? Well, both have to do with old goats and their
tenacious grip on power in Japan.
The same old men who declared that contraceptive pills are "hormone disrupters"
which must be kept out of the hands of Japanese women, have it seems, dictated the rules
of Valentine's Day here: women shall give chocolate to men. And not to the young males
whose attention they may actually feel like courting, but to the crusty old bosses whose
tea cups they fill and ashtrays they empty every other day of the year.
Valentine's Day is the legacy of an economic stimulus measure adopted during Japan's
pre-war recession, one far worse than the present troubles. The ailing confectionery
industry seized the idea of importing a new holiday that offered good commercial
potential. But in order to target female consumers, it deliberately bungled the
translation and perverted the chivalric spirit of the holiday.
For more than half a century since, Valentine Day in Japan has been marked by a massive
transfer of wealth, from OLs (office ladies) to OGs (Old Goats). In a single day, more
than 30 million kilograms of chocolate, worth approximately JY100 billion, will be
transferred from Japan's young working women to their male colleagues and supervisors.
It's hard to imagine a more regressive form of taxation.
WHAT LITTLE GIRLS ARE MADE OF
What are the
prospects for repealing this injustice? Not great under the current cabal of men who rule
on hormones. In fact, the grip is likely to be tightened as more information comes out
revealing chocolate itself to be one of the most marvelous hormone disrupters ever
discovered, with most of its benefits accruing to women. As Debra Waterhouse pointed out
in her book Why Women Need Chocolate, we know:
Chocolate
makes us feel good. By raising the level of serotonin, or neurotransmitters, chocolate counteracts
depression, insomnia, anxiety, suicide, migraines, and pre-menstrual syndrome. The natural
instinct is to hoard and consume chocolate during the short days of winter. Thus most
chocolate in the US is consumed during the winter holidays. Halloween takes gold medal,
followed by Easter, Christmas and lastly Valentine's Day. The nearly exclusive
concentration of chocolate consumption on Valentine's Day is, surprise surprise, unique to
Japan.
Chocolate
spurs us to action. The
stimulating effect of caffeine in chocolate is no secret. The British Whippet Racing
Association started testing dogs for chocolate after it found that owners were feeding
them chocolate drops to make them run faster.
Chocolate empowers us. It restores our self-control by raising the low serotonin
levels that are associated with obsessive/ compulsive disorders, stress, obesity and
addiction.
Chocolate relaxes us. By causing the brain to release endorphins, chocolate induces
the euphoric calm known as "runner's high."
Chocolate eases our pain. It is a natural analgesic. It contains anandamide, which
mimics the effects of marijuana in relieving pain. And yes,
Chocolate is an aphrodisiac - but only when eaten, not given.
It is not surprising in light of these benefits to find that chocolate also increases the
efficiency and value of women's work. As the International Labor Organisation recently
documented, in economic terms women have greater wage equality in those countries where
chocolate consumption is highest. For example, in Denmark, where they eat on average 7.5kg
of chocolate per person per year, women's wages are 83 percent of their male
counterparts'. However, in Japan, with a meager 1.6kg chocolate consumption rate, women
earn just 51 percent of their male colleagues' salaries.
SWEET
JUSTICE
"Japanese men
don't eat sweets. We drink." (As if eating an M&M at two o'clock in the afternoon
will spoil his beer at seven.) I've grown used to hearing this canard from Japanese men,
but I was surprised to hear it backed up by women. Real men don't eat sweets.
So who eats all of the chocolate, I wondered. Does it get passed around to the pool of
OLs?
"Oh no, that would hurt their feelings."
"There are too many of them."
"They can't eat at their desks."
"They're all on diets."
So what happens to all the chocolate?
The wives eat it.
There is some justice.
JAPANESE
CHOCOLATE - MORE THAN JUST A POCKY STICK
The people from
chocolate legends Godiva regularly stop by the Message de Rose shop in Kyobashi
to have a look. In a country where Yamaha surpassed Steinway, I'd be nervous too. In fact,
some people already think that the Japanese make the best chocolate in the world. Not the
big brand companies that dominate the middle of the market, like Meiji, Lotte, Morinaga
and Ezaki Glico, but small makers like third-generation Hunter Seika.
Katusyoshi Yanagisawa's grandfather founded a small confectionery factory in 1911, the
last year of Meiji. He chose the English name "Hunter" for his company for no
other reason than that he liked the classy sound of it. Hunter Seika made hard candy until
1947 when it switched to chocolate to exploit the new demand created by Valentine's Day.
This year the three-story factory, which is still in the old neighborhood of Misagicho,
will churn out 200 tons of chocolate, 80 percent of it for Valentine's Day.
With no room to expand in this traditional area of downtown Tokyo, Yanagisawa simply added
a new building on the roof. From the street you enter through a sliding wooden door and
navigate a narrow passage through steaming vats of liquid chocolate, towers of rubber
molds and shipping boxes stacked to the ceiling. Chocolate fingerprints cover the plastic
strips that divide the rooms. You inhale chocolate, sweat chocolate, wipe the steam of
chocolate from your glasses.
Eighteen employees, half of them non-Japanese, garbed in white lab coats, shower caps and
face masks, pop chocolate out of molds, discard mistakes, and pack the rest into boxes.
Robots do everything that takes thinking or precision.
The current Yanagisawa has concentrated on refining the company's most luxurious line made
from French Weiss chocolate, by marrying traditional European techniques with Japanese
computer technology and artistry.
He opened Message de Rose as an exclusive boutique to sell his signature product, molded
chocolate roses, which are exquisite sculptures of milk, bittersweet and white chocolate.
The new boom, according to Yanagisawa, is nama chocolate, made with fresh cream
and other ingredients which gives it a shelf life of only ten days.
THE PRICE OF LOVE
Message de Rose is
only a few subway stops away from the factory, but a world apart. An oasis of pink marble,
silver trays and doilies, it is strategically tucked in the high-rent Kyobashi
neighborhood among Japan's leading banks, insurance and trading companies. Three weeks
before Valentine's Day, the store is eerily calm, as if its sales staff are in pre-deluge
meditation. (With Valentine's Day falling on Sunday, and the Constitution Day national
holiday on the Thursday, there will be two waves, the first on Wednesday with women who
will have their chocolates sent, and the second on Friday with those who will hand them
over in person.)
Curiously enough, the woman behind the counter is one Miki Ohyama, a pop singer whose CD Anata
no Tonari was released by Bandai last May. With little expectation of much custom on
a January morning, she has time to point out the items likely to be snapped up this year,
like the miniature pill box of six chocolate roses, each smaller than a pea (now what's
the message there?), to an airy bouquet that's more doily than chocolate but capable of
filling an impressive-size box. The most popular gift is the oval tray of assorted roses
for JY3000. That's considerably less than the JY5000 average spend estimate for 1997.
Miki, I ask, will you take a vacation after it's all over? Yes, she sighs, I'm scheduled
to sing at New York's Carnegie Hall in March.
But not until after March 14, when the shop has to meet the demand of White Day, that sop
to Japanese women when the recipients of giri-choco are supposed to reciprocate
with a gift of white chocolate.
It's hardly an after-shock to Valentine's Day, though. When I ask Message de Rose's
manager Telu Kubota what the local magnates are likely to buy, she waves dismissively at a
tray of JY250 cellophane-wrapped offerings. "I call it
'thank-you-very-much-chocolate.'"
At least those working women will get to eat it. All by themselves. At their desks, while
rifling their bosses' important papers.
And that, readers, is why women's chocolate is white.
Message
de Rose
Kyobashi
3-7-1, Chuo-ku, Tokyo Tel 3561-1066
Take the Ginza line to Kyobashi Station. Take Exit 1 and the store is directly in front of
you. For two weeks before Valentine's Day only, Message de Rose chocolates are also sold
at Matsuya department store in Ginza and Takashimaya in Futakotamagawa. |