Tamale
Golly!
Erin Wood
'86 created Tamale Molly with the notion that the nation is ready for
gormet vegetarian tamales -- and willing to help fight hunger at the same
time.
By
David Van Meter
Go back about
7,000 years to Mayan culture. In times of war, with too many hungry men
and too little time, the women invented pre-made meals that could later
be warmed on a bed of coals. Wrapped in corn husks and now called tamales,
their ingenuity has become a central part of a dozen cultures. Fast forward
to present-day New Mexico and meet a woman just as tied to the tamale.
There
in Santa Fe, Erin Wood '86 is taking the traditional tamale and hand-tying
it into vegetarian varieties. Pine nut with cilantro and green chiles,
anyone? Goat cheese with mint? Maybe even vegan black bean with chipotle
chile or honey pecan?
Uh, yes.
By early September, two national distributors had placed Tamale Molly
tamales in six states. During August of this year, Wood brought in $30,000,
with gross income roughly doubling each month.
Yet to understand
Tamale Molly, one must set the ingredients and income aside and consider
the second half of the company name -- which in a sense symbolizes the other
half of the 39-year-old Wood.
It is this
part that will donate all Tamale Molly profits to food banks wherever
the tamales are sold.
Erin Wood
has two dogs.
The mutt
Beso, or "kiss," mostly resembles an Australian shepherd. Then there's
a Rottweiler-shepherd-chow mix named Male, pronounced "Molly," for whom
Wood's company is named. She rescued both dogs from shelters. Turns out
that her reasons for rescuing dogs and feeding the hungry are pretty much
the same.
Why would
a person found a company in order to give the profits away? It took Wood
the better part of four score to even pose the question. Then more time
to figure out how to do it.
The Albuquerque
Journal described Wood as someone "who comes from money." The description,
however, is only half-true. As the fourth of her father's six children
(but the only child of her mother), she lived with her mother in Montana
and California communes but spent summers in the best Connecticut neighborhoods
with her father.
"My mother
grew up middle class but rejected that lifestyle and chose to live poor,"
Wood recalled, beginning a 90-minute conversation that would be interrupted
several times by the demands facing a small-business owner. "But when
you're 5, you don't understand that. All you know is you're hungry."
Wood endured
eating disorders as a result, but the experience also brought with it
indelible happy memories, such as learning to make cheese and bread and,
yes, tamales with her mother and grandmother.
She also
learned at least two lessons. One: "It's hard to do anything when you
can't get past having the basics."And: Hungry people hide their hunger,
especially when everyone around them seems to have food. "You don't want
people to think poorly of your parents or you or whatever," she said.
"It's easier to hide hunger than to admit it."
Naturally,
the life she wanted as a youngster was her father's more affluent one.
Summers with him exposed her to eateries such as Four Seasons and 21 in
New York City -- and the security that money could buy. Wood grew up and
entered Humboldt State in California but then transferred to TCU after
a chance meeting with TCU students at a party hosted by one of her father's
friends. She graduated and took a stockbroker position working with her
father. Next, she moved west to expand operations, with 80-hour work weeks
the status quo. One disheveled morning when she was 28, Wood examined
her life, only to discover she did not have one.
"I spent
27 days a month on the road," she said. "I didn't even have houseplants.
And the more I worked, the more I realized money was not answering all
of my needs like I thought it would.
"I needed
to merge both sides of my life in order to figure out who I was."
Wood left
her well-paying job, living initially off the small retirement account
she had begun. For the next eight years she worked odd jobs in New Mexico
and Colorado. Brokering fair prices for small-scale lumber and stone cutters.
Serving 400 dinners a night at a barbecue joint called The Hog's Breath.
Even catering breakfast, lunch and dinner at a Buddhist retreat. Through
it all, Wood saw two common denominators: people working for subsistent
wages and families living hungry.
"People
are very private and proud," she said. "But there's not enough money to
have electricity or a phone, and they've been eating beans for three weeks.
It was disturbing to live in Santa Fe and see the contrast."
The experiences
led Wood to call on her earliest childhood memories: She would begin a
tamale factory that would provide decent wages for local workers. The
inspiration proved nearly impossible at first. Wood started as a profit
business (funding proved non-existent), then moved to a nonprofit (regulations
and paperwork overwhelmed the one-woman enterprise). Finally, she hit
on the business model she uses today -- a for-profit company that "gifts"
away its profits. She also ensured that her employees would benefit as
well. In a climate of minimum wage, Wood today hires entry-level workers
at no less than $7 per hour plus bonuses, with 5-percent merit raises,
vacation and sick leave part of the package.
"I think
it's an idea that just hasn't occurred to a lot of people yet," she said,
"to use their own talents and business skills to create something where
you can give away part or all of the profits."
Tamale Molly's
wholesale success began in part as a restaurant because the only production
space available was in the city's restaurant zone. The unusual eatery
opened to acclaim in February 2001 and exceeded the wholesale side -- until
Sept. 11. Tourism bottomed out, and so did the restaurant. But in Wood's
mind, the cataclysmic day also changed the reasons many Americans buy,
which makes her products -- and purpose -- ideal.
"It's the
right product for what people want," she said. "It's Southwestern, and
people are more willing to try new things than they used to be. And since
Sept. 11, people see a direct correlation to being a part of things that
make them feel good."
Wood calls
such growth "excitement followed by panic," with the former emotion winning
out most days. She cited a California supermarket chain that inked a deal
to stock Tamale Molly products in eight of its stores, a $6,000 purchase.
"Ten minutes later, they called back and said they wanted to put them
in all their stores. I said, ÔFine, how many is that?' They said, ÔOne
hundred and fifteen.' "
Even with
such sales, Tamale Molly has yet to donate any profits to The Food Depot
in Santa Fe, largely because the two-year-old company has not yet reached
the black. However, her family's foundation, unknown to Wood at the time,
made a sizable contribution in 2001 to the food bank in support of her
business venture. Wood herself has made several in-kind donations of food
and equipment, as well as participated in a hunger fund-raiser called
Souper Bowl, which raised several thousand dollars.
"We feel
fortunate that there are business people who see the importance of nonprofits
like The Food Depot," said Sherry Hooper, executive director of the organization.
"In Erin's case, she has come up with an idea that no one else has. And
since the beginning, she has been very good in supporting us in any way
she can."
If Wood's
idea reaches fruition, profits will benefit not just Santa Fe's hungry,
but the townships wherever her tamales are sold. Yet she readily deflects
any descriptions of being revolutionary.
"I talked
about doing this business for many years. I just could not get my act
together to make it happen. When I hit on the concept of donating profits,
it suddenly got really easy. The people and funding I needed just showed
up."
Which begs
the question once again: Why would a person found a company in order to
give the profits away?
"Because
I can," answered Wood without hesitation, "and because it's not entirely
altruistic. It has helped me to make sense out of my own life; it has
allowed me to do something constructive with what I've experienced in
my own life. It feels good to use all the random skills I've developed
in my random life.
"And I just
want to feel good at the end of the day."
Want
to help Wood and taste a Tamale Molly at the same time? Call 1-877-509-1800
or visit www.tamalemolly.com.
David
Van Meter is a former editor of The TCU Magazine.
To comment
on this article, e-mail tcumagazine@tcu.edu
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