The Elixir of Love
More than century ago Mark Twain quipped that “It is every man’s secret ambition to be able to outsmart fish and women.” In acknowledging that men and women, though sharing a common language, are often separated by (for men, anyway) a gulf in understanding, his wording was classic; but the idea was far from original, as demonstrated by Donizetti’s 1832 opera, “L’Elisir D’Amore” (currently running at the Lyric through February 22). In brief, Nemorino was smitten by Adina (wonderfully played, respectively, by Giuseppe Filianoti and Nicole Cabell) to the point of seeming the simpleton. Coquette that she was, she ignored him (women will probably understand why, but I don’t); so when “Doctor Dulcamara” came to town with his medicine show, Nemorino saw him as a godsend. The old con-artist claimed the nostrum he was hawking would cure a multitude of illnesses, improve complexions, remove wrinkles and more; but that’s not what Nemorino sought. He wanted a love potion so that he might win the distant Adina; and with a sucker on the line, Dulcamara provided one. The story developed from there. Nemorino remained gullible; a rival complicated his problem; and the alcoholic nature of the nostrum didn’t make it any better. Adina, however, got the point of Nemorino’s antics, decided she loved the twit, anyway, and all ended happily. As Kathy and I watched the opera unfold the other night, it was clear that both genders loved it, but I wondered. I know from experience that sometimes the elixir of love isn’t so exotic that it need be provided by a charlatan; sometimes it can be as simple as ice-cream.
A few years ago Kathy and I were driving along; and as we passed a strip mall she asked (out of a clear blue sky), “Do you want an ice cream cone?” In complete innocence, I replied, “No,” and continued driving. To my fulsome bewilderment, within a very few moments her face clouded over and it was clear to me that she was put out. Naturally, I asked what might be bothering her. “Nothing! (the exclamation point is illustrative)” she replied. To be honest, I was so obtuse (my Nemorino to her Adina) that she had to explain (after she’d settled down a bit) that she had espied an ice cream store in the mall we had driven by and SHE wanted an ice cream cone. In this case, the ice-cream cone (ignored) may well have been the elixir of love; but in my defense, a guy would have said, “Hey! How about an ice cream cone?” ‘Hey!’ while neither ladylike nor gentile, would have gotten my Chicago born and bred masculine attention, thus setting me up for the all important question, “How about an ice cream cone.” I confess that even with the question brought to my attention, I might have failed in the communication; but I’d have had, at least, a fighting chance at understanding the real demand for an ice cream cone. Needless to say, therefore, it is my conviction that both Donizetti and Twain had found themselves in similar circumstances - and one wrote a comic opera. Others, men and women, have entered (on line at hurstsberwynjewelers.com) our February love story contest. If you check them out, you’ll see that even there gender differences in communication are obvious.
One entry, in particular, is a paradigm of masculinity. In brief, “The Story: So before we were married my wife dated the founder of” (an on-line match making service). “As a joke he put her profile online; they used to joke about the losers that would email her. Then I came along, wrote romantic and clever emails. She dumped him and married me!” Forty words or so and that was it. Needless to say, other stories in our contest have been much longer and some have struggled to meet to meet our 200 word limit. In varying degrees, however, they reflect our times and are worth a read (on our website) and, after Valentine’s Day, a vote. The voter’s favorite (at the end of February) will win a $500 gift certificate and each story submitted will reward the writer (only 1 to a person!) with a $50 gift certificate. So tell us your love story.
While not the elixir of love, the happy statement punctuating many a love story is an eternal diamond in an engagement or a diamond anniversary ring; and in its perfect beauty, Hearts On Fire is the perfect diamond to make that punctuation. While other diamonds merit only a “.” (reflected in her saying, “that’s nice”), Hearts On Fire always earns a “!” (reflected in her gasp of pleasure and tears of joy). No other diamond is cut to the perfection of the Hearts On Fire, the source of its blinding beauty; so no other diamond can say, “I love you” as beautifully and completely as the Hearts On Fire - and you won’t have to speak a word. Check out our Hearts On Fire collection on line at hurstsberwynjewelers.com; then phone us at 708.788.0880 for an appointment to select the very best diamond there is for the perfect person in your life. We’re Hursts’ Berwyn Jewelers and we have the stuff of dreams waiting here for you.
