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berry patch farms + ina's zucchini vichyssoise
“I sincerely believe that for the
child, and for the parent seeking to guide him, it is not half so important to
know as to feel when introducing a young child to the natural world. If facts
are the seeds that later produce knowledge and wisdom, then the emotions and
the impressions of the senses are the fertile soil in which the seeds must
grow. The years of early childhood are the time to prepare the soil.” -Rachel Carson, A Sense of Wonder
On Tuesday, Otis and his kindergarten
class took their first field trip together, and since I’m all about outings and
adventures I signed up to be one of the parent chaperones. The destination was BerryPatch Farms located in Brighton, Colorado, about 25 minutes from Denver…
We’re no strangers to this amazing organic farm. It’s where we pick cherries and raspberries every season. And in addition
to “u-pick” options, the farm provides the most spectacular and unobstructed
views of the Front Range. (You can see mountains for miles and miles and
miles!)
There are animals on the farm,
including chickens, turkeys, goats and a donkey. Two porcine friends also call
the farm home, one with the lamentable name “Bacon Bits” (but don’t worry, she
won’t be eaten) and another named Heidi. The kids toured the farm by tractor,
strung necklaces made of yarn, beads and clay, picked pumpkins, and watched a
film about bees and the importance of these natural pollinators. The outing wrapped up with a picnic lunch, which for me meant pumpkin bread with chocolate chunks (delicious!).
The field trip with Otis's class reminded me of the
visit Theo and I took to the farm a few months back, around the second week of September
when his school was closed for one of the many (many) Jewish holidays. We cut flowers, shopped at the farm stand and shortly thereafter Theo proclaimed, “Today I will pick berries and not
boogers.”
Speaking of picking (sorry), I scooped up tomatoes, herbs,
zucchini and a variety of other fall squash. I
sautéed the zucchini in olive oil for a simple side dish, but the vast majority
of them went into Ina Garten’s Zucchini Vichyssoise, which I modified only
slightly (recipe below). We made pots and pots of it and can’t wait for next summer/fall to
make more.
Enjoy!
xx,
Batya
** PS: I chose not to share photos from Otis's class trip because he's in public school and I'm only beginning to acquaint myself with the families from our classroom. I thought it would be best (and wise) not to include images of children I don't know that well (and without parental consent). That said, Theo said he's fine with sharing :)
** PS: I chose not to share photos from Otis's class trip because he's in public school and I'm only beginning to acquaint myself with the families from our classroom. I thought it would be best (and wise) not to include images of children I don't know that well (and without parental consent). That said, Theo said he's fine with sharing :)
Zucchini Vichyssoise
Modified only slightly from this Ina Garten recipe
Serves 5-6
1 tablespoon unsalted butter
(to make it vegan, omit butter and add 1 extra tablespoon of e.v.o.o)
1 tablespoon good olive oil
5 cups chopped leeks, white
and light green parts (4 to 6 large leeks)
4 cups chopped unpeeled white
boiling potatoes (6-8 small)
2 large zucchini, chopped
1-1/2 quarts homemade
vegetable stock or good quality store-bought (canned).
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground
black pepper
2 tablespoons heavy cream (to
make it vegan, omit the cream)
Fresh chives or julienned
zucchini, for garnish
Heat the butter and oil in a
large stockpot, add the leeks, and sauté over medium-low heat for 5 minutes.
Add the potatoes, zucchini, chicken stock, salt, and pepper; bring to a boil;
then lower the heat and simmer for 30 minutes. Cool for a few minutes and then
process through a food mill fitted with the medium disc. Add the cream and
season to taste. Serve either cold or hot, garnished with chopped chives and/or
zucchini ribbons.
steamboat springs (the aspen show)
When I was growing up, my favorite tree was a Japanese Maple in my parents’ backyard. Every September the tree put on a show and its leaves would turn the most brilliant shade of red before they fell to the ground. Some people lament the end of summer and view fall as a harbinger of the cold winter to come. But I love the cycle of the seasons and see September and October as a time for renewal and introspection, which might not be such a coincidence since I grew up in a household that took Rosh HaShana and Yom Kippur (the Jewish New Year and Day of Atonement) very seriously.
In Denver, the day time temperatures have been really warm (maybe even a bit unseasonal) but the nights have already turned cool. It’s sit-on-the-porch-and-watch-the-stars-while-drinking-a-glass-of-red-wine sort of weather. And as much as I love fall in the city, it’s up in the mountains where the season really shines. Groves of Quaking Aspens have started to turn their bright yellow, gold and orange hues. The colonies look like streaks going down the mountain and lend a shock of color to an otherwise green pine backdrop… basically, it’s an arborist's dream.

Last weekend, while my husband was celebrating his 40th birthday out-of-town with a group of childhood friends (all of whom are reaching the milestone this year), I took the boys on what I hope will become an annual pilgrimage to Steamboat Springs. I’ve been feeling more intrepid, adventurous and confident as a mother, so I didn’t think twice about taking this solo-parenting vacation. Severe temper tantrums are becoming a thing of the past, which means my nerves are less shot and I’m better able to deal with minor behavior issues. On this trip, thankfully, there were none.

We hiked for hours around Fish Creek Falls, drove down the most bucolic country roads, soaked in the hot mineral springs at Strawberry Park ($10 adult/ $5 kids) and even dined out...
A friend of mine calls this phase—one where your children are no longer babies, no longer depend on you for every function and are able to keep their emotions in check—as being “out of the woods.” And I truly feel like we’ve overcome some of the hardest challenges of raising children for the past few years.
The trip to the mountains was restorative.
I found myself thinking about the Japanese Maple tree in the yard of my childhood home, and within a few minutes of hiking through the Aspens, Otis turned to me and said, “I think we should plant a few of these in our front yard.” I totally agreed.
I found myself thinking about the Japanese Maple tree in the yard of my childhood home, and within a few minutes of hiking through the Aspens, Otis turned to me and said, “I think we should plant a few of these in our front yard.” I totally agreed.
Wishing you wonderful autumn adventures,
xx,
Batya
at the denver botanic gardens: corpse flower + butterfield + everything else
Late this afternoon, upon hearing the corpse flower was beginning to bloom, I dropped everything and ran over to the Botanic Gardens. I mean that literally. I dropped my magazine on the floor and ran down the street, made a right turn, and headed in the direction of the garden’s main gate. The live stream had been running on my computer screen all day, but I wanted to see this in person. It’s not everyday you get to view an Amorphophallus titanium bloom! The event is a rare occurrence and annually only about 5-10 plants bloom in captivity worldwide. I’m not sure how frequently they bloom in nature, but the plant’s native habitat in Sumatra (Indonesia) is being destroyed at a record pace, so I’m sure blooms in the wild are down in number.
This particular event will mark
the first bloom in Denver and the Rocky Mountain states, which is pretty
exciting if you live here and giant blooming plants are your thing. Oh, and the
plant will release an odor (really, a stench) that smells like a rotting corpse
for approximately 48 hours in order to attract its pollinators (the carrion beetle), so there’s that too…
Anyway, about 10 minutes after
leaving my home I was standing in front of the giant plant (see below). It was
so exciting, as I've been watching it grow in size over the past few
weeks. But it became clear that the unraveling at the pinnacle had stopped
and the grand finale would be saved for another evening. Not wanting to
waste an opportunity to check out the garden's Deborah Butterfield exhibit
in its entirety, I walked around in search of her beautiful cast bronze horse
sculptures. They are installed throughout the gardens, posed in various
positions and against a range of natural backdrops. And they are gorgeous!
I hope you enjoy these photos! I
enjoyed taking them with my new camera, which was an early birthday gift from
husband (about 5 months ahead of the really big day since my
old camera just broke). I’m still trying to figure out all the bells and
whistles, but I think I’m off to a good start!
xx,
B
Click here for
a live stream of the corpse flower bloom at the DBG.
And here for additional
information, courtesy of National Geographic.
moab: arches and canyonlands
Three weeks before Theo celebrated his 4th year on Earth, I asked him what he wanted to do to mark the special occasion. His emphatic response was: adopt 32 Tyrannosaurus Rex dinosaurs (apparently they would live happily in our backyard and he assured me he would be in charge of water and food distribution) or see "81 hundred million billion stars” (he’s really into the cosmos). I explained that there’s this pesky little thing called extinction and he was about 65 million years too late for his first wish, but I did know just the place where he could see all those stars. I told Theo about a little desert town in Utah called Moab and he was elated.
On a warm summer evening, we piled into the car, crossed our fingers and hoped for a smooth ride, free of tantrums and backseat fighting. This was the first family road trip we had taken the boys on that exceeded the 4-hour mark, but they did really, really well. After movie and a quick roadside dinner, Theo and Otis both fell asleep…
The next morning, armed with our annual National Parks pass (one of the best things that money can buy), we headed out in search of area’s two main local attractions- Canyonlands and Arches.
Believe
me when I tell you that two places are extraordinary. The giant canyon, which
has been shaped over millions of years, is how I imagine the surface of Mars
might look. Arches is equally spectacular. The formation of arches rarely occur in nature,
but the national park, which features the largest collection of arches found
anywhere in the world, boasts over 2,000 natural stone arches…along with enormous
fin rocks, pinnacles and boulders. If you love geology, this is the place for
you.
Now it’s really hot this time of year so we planned our hikes accordingly. We did one in the morning after breakfast and one after dinner, just as the sun was setting and the stars were becoming omnipresent in the summer sky...
The boys learned so much about geology, erosion, constellations and the park’s wildlife. We explained that these “living” places are constantly being altered by the forces of nature. Some of the arches we saw on this trip, like Delicate Arch and Landscape Arch, might not be there when we go back next year. It’s an ephemeral environment that is nothing short of magical.
Both
Theo and Otis declared the Utah road trip to be, “one of the best adventures” they’ve
ever taken. They loved the ravens, mule deer, lizards and other creatures we
saw scampering about the desert floor. They also really enjoyed the hotel pool,
which is where we spent many hours each afternoon.
It’s
always a guessing game how these trips will turn out. What the boys called the
adventure of their lives provided us, their parents, with a handful of
challenging moments. My husband, Matt, characterized the long weekend by using a
bowling metaphor and described the excursion this way: there were many strikes (awesome
hiking) and a few gutter balls (meltdowns at breakfast, in the hotel room, and
before naps). But despite some behavioral hiccups, we both agreed we would do
it again in a heartbeat. All in all it was a wonderful birthday adventure and
I’m glad we committed to doing it. It really beats another weekend in the
playground...
Happy
trails.
xx,
Batya
PS: Theodore,
I wish you the best year yet and I know we will continue to make awesome
discoveries together! I love you oodles
and oodles!
xx,
Mom
Photos were taken with my iPhone because my real camera broke on the trip.
Photos were taken with my iPhone because my real camera broke on the trip.
Hiking:
In Arches:
Delicate Arch
Landscape Arch
Balanced Rock
Skyline Arch
The Windows.
In Canyonlands:
Mesa Arch at Island in the Sky District
Trails in the Needles District
Accommodations: Moab has terrific camping options (be sure to book ahead) but the heat this time of year, coupled with the fact that we have young kids, made us think a hotel was a better bet. We stayed at the Marriott Fairfield Inn & Suites, which can be pricey ($230-$300 per night), but we used hotel points when we made our reservations.
Take lots of water. Make sure you know where the water stations are located; Arches only has two spot to fill up your bottles.
Distance: About 5 ½ - ¾ hours from Denver.
friday favorites: wallpaper, 2.0
Our home is an historic structure, built in1895, the year Grover
Cleveland was President and serving out his second non-consecutive term. I
often find myself thinking about the people who lived here. I wonder about the Colorado women of the
1890s who occupied our space. What did they read? Did they spend time in
mountains over long weekends? Did they cook? Enjoy cocktails? Gather
around the fireplace? Look up at the stars? Garden or discuss politics? Raise a family here? Love
wallpaper as much as I do? The list goes on…
Not that long ago, our home had been carved up into
apartment units before being re-converted into a single-family residence, about a decade ago. Lots of historic details remain, but the personal style of the home's original inhabitants has long since been removed. When we bought our house about 2
1/2 years ago, all the plaster walls had been painted a neutral
off-white/cream color. But I've been working hard to give the rooms a bit of color,
pattern and a touch of us…mostly, in the form of wallpaper.
It's
been about 35 weeks since we put Hygge & West in the entryway, and over a year since we hung fig wallpaper from Miss Prints in the kitchen. I've been pacing myself and
saving up for a new project. I think it might be time to consider something for the bathroom or bedroom! (Maybe an early birthday present?) I'll keep you posted.
Here are
some of my favorite wall coverings right now. I started off with a design from Badgers of Bohemia that I spotted while working at ICFF. I mean really, a sloth smoking a hookah!?
Need I say more?
Enjoy!
xx,
Batya
Click here for my first wallpaper round up.
Note if you're in the Denver metro area and looking for someone to hang your paper, my recommendation is Tony of Corbell Interiors.
Note if you're in the Denver metro area and looking for someone to hang your paper, my recommendation is Tony of Corbell Interiors.
Top row L to R:
Middle Row L to R:
Bottom Row L to R:
Entryway, before (and before) and after (and after):
The kitchen...
I enjoy traveling, photography, hiking, street art, design, architecture, food trucks, gardening, the cosmos, cooking with the seasons, political activism and wallpaper! I know my interests span a variety of categories, here's where they all come together.