bar fausto's farro salad + do something nice!

Iโ€™m a relatively upbeat person but recently Iโ€™ve been feeling a bit low- external forces are largely to blame for my malaise. The Germans have a single word that captures this sort of emotional experience- weltschmerz - which loosely translates to feelings of melancholy and world-weariness, the result of how the physical world stands in contrast to how you imagine it can or should be.

I work from home and public radio provides a constant and steady voice in the background, which I had found comforting. Now I donโ€™t know where the โ€œFirefighters Rescue Cat Stuck in a Treeโ€ kind-of-segments have gone, but they have been replaced by a constant stream of stories that highlight the very worst elements of human behavior. The line-up a few days ago was predominantly: xenophobic voices from the political sphere (both here and abroad), the Syrian Civil War, the unstoppable refugee crisis, the curtailment of constitutional guarantees in a handful of statesโ€ฆ and Miami, being inundated with sea water, is staring to sink. Itโ€™s a tough world, but there have to be some narratives that highlight our best selves. Soโ€ฆToday Iโ€™d like to share a random act of kindness I witnessed while pulling out of a Trader Joeโ€™s parking lot. It happened a few months ago, but it really touched me and Iโ€™d like to tell you what happened, so please indulge me.

Like I said, I was in the parking lot, about to turn onto Colorado Blvd. when I saw a woman (probably in her early 90s) driving a large car. There was a wheelchair icon on her license plate, her reverse lights were on, and she was waiting for an opportunity to pull out of her spot. Naturally I gave her the go-ahead gesture with my hand, because you have to be a real POS to hit the gas pedal in a situation like thatโ€ฆ

Several minutes passed, and I was still waiting behind the womanโ€™s car. It became clear to me that she was too scared to make the turn (there are 4 lanes of traffic in each direction at this particular intersection of the boulevard). Drivers behind me started honking their horns, some people started shouting out of their windows, and the whole area was quickly getting backlogged.

I put my car in park, but instead of going up to the elderly woman to see if she was okay (which I now regret), I went to the car behind me. I explained the situation and told that driver we should start making u-turns and back traffic out onto the side street, which she agreed was a good idea.

As I was getting back into my driverโ€™s seat, I saw a burly muscular man (maybe 6โ€™ 3โ€ or 6โ€™ 4โ€ and Iโ€™m guessing ex-military from his appearance) walk up to the elderly womanโ€™s car, at which point my heart started racing. I canโ€™t explain my initial reaction, but I started to panic. Was he angry? Was he going to bash her window in? Shoot her? Maybe Iโ€™ve watched too many movies - like that Michael Douglas one where he looses it on the highway and goes โ€œpostal.โ€

Anyway, the ex-military guy gently tapped on the old womanโ€™s window. She rolled it down and they spoke for about a minute. Then the man walked across Colorado Boulevard and stopped all four traffic lanes by putting his hands up and waving them above his head (it was really hard to miss him). The traffic came to a halt, a complete stand still. The man then turned in the direction of the elderly woman and gestured for her to start driving forward, and after a few seconds she made the turn and was on her way.

At that point, everyone in the parking lot started clapping and cheering and it wasnโ€™t because we- who had been stuck in the lot for the better part of a ยฝ hour- were now free to exit. It was because we witnessed something we donโ€™t see enough of: someone helping someone else, in this case a perfect stranger. Everyone in that parking lot witnessed a random act of kindness. And the incredible feeling from that morningโ€™s event stuck with me all day. 

Which brings me to this saladโ€ฆ

A friend of mine had been having a tough time and we thought it would be helpful to provide her and her family with a bit of nourishment. We brought over a main dish, some wine, dessert and this salad. I know this small little act meant the world to her because she thanks me (profusely) every single time she sees me, and itโ€™s been going on for weeks!

Itโ€™s not that I think Iโ€™m such a wonderful person because I do a few nice things, but I do understand how small acts can have a large impact because I was the recipient of this sort of generosity a few years back. During my fatherโ€™s last year of life, it was the kindness of others that helped me through the worst parts of his illness and subsequent death. There were calls, letters, play date pick-ups, flowers, texts, emails, airport drives, and home cooked meals- nourishing food- for our family. Each of those small gestures meant something so much bigger to me. And now, helping where I can, is my way of paying it forward.

Where am I going with all this? Do something nice for a friend who needs it, or even a perfect stranger. Call up a new parent who seems overwhelmed and offer to give him or her a break. Share. Care. Volunteer. Be kind. Get out there! Do something! The world will be a better place for your efforts. And maybe, just maybe, your act of kindness will be so great that it will make the evening news and provide a nice contrast to those other stories broadcast on our airwaves.

xx,

B

Bar Faustoโ€™s Amazing Farro Salad (Printed with permission)

Thank you Emily, of Bar Fausto, for generously sharing this recipe with me.

Serves 4 people
For Salad
2 cups cooked Farro
ยฝ Cucumber medium diced
1 cup radishes sliced
1 medium carrot sliced
ยฝ red onion sliced
ยผ cup mint chopped
4 cups arugula
Salt and Black Pepper to taste

Combine all ingredients together in a mixing bowl and add ยผ cup (or desired amount) of Sunflower Golden Raisin Vinaigrette.

For Sunflower Golden Raisin Vinaigrette
Yields ยฝ Gallon Vinaigrette (This will last you a very long time! I halved the recipe below and it was more than enough, with plenty left over.)
2 cups Golden Raisins
2 cups Champagne Vinegar
2 cups Sunflower seeds
ยผ cup Sugar
1 cup Lemon Juice
1 cup Shallots Brunoise
1 tablespoon Salt
ยฝ Tablespoon Black Pepper
ยฝ Tablespoon Crushed Red Pepper Flakes
6 cups Blended oil (I found my bottle Costco.)

In a blender, combine the golden raisins and champagne vinegar. Pulse until raisins chopped up into smaller pieces. Combine all of the ingredients into a mixing bowl and whisk to incorporate the flavors. (The vinaigrette will look โ€œbrokenโ€ and will not emulsify.โ€)

Store in a container and whisk again when ready to use.

Inside Bar Fausto

The image (above) was generously provided by Lauren DiFillipo (@regretscoyote). You can see some of her work in Life & Thyme or on her website. Thank you, Lauren!

Food for Thought + Links:
George Saundersโ€™ Convocation Speech
Project Angel Heart. Denver, Colorado.
Denver Rescue Mission
Jewish Family Service of Colorado

modern monday: favorite modern (nouveau) toile wallpaper


About 4 years ago I came across some photos from the then-new Wythe Hotel in Williamsburg. The design was incredible, the anchoring restaurant looked terrific, but what really caught my eye was the custom wallpaper: a nouveau toile (designed by Dan Funderburgh) featuring illustrations that paid tribute to the industrial past of the historic hotel's structure. That was the beginning of my obsession with modern toile (and in case you're wondering how to say toile, it's pronounced twรคl)โ€ฆ

Toile, or really Toile De Jouy, literally translates to a cloth from Jouy-en-Josas, the French town where the printed fabrics were first commercialized. The pattered style of linen or cotton, which became in vogue during the 18th century, usually featured a bucolic country setting, pastoral scene or contemporary mid-1700s life. The toile could have floral motifs, maidens or heroes in typical landscapes, and the colorways were often limited to red, blue, black or green.

Today the narrative of toile fabrics and prints has grown. While there are still many contemporary companies who favor a more traditional pattern, increasingly there are modern designers putting a twist on the classic look. In the modern toile, the landscapes have been updated, the colorways have expanded, prints incorporate more inclusive depictions of city life, and some have even woven powerful social commentary into their work.  

Toile is even inspring digital installations at LACMA!


Here are some of my favorite toile, y'all!
xx,
Batya 


Sheila Bridges' "Harlem Toile De Jouy" - a satirical piece that lampoons (some of) the stereotypes deeply woven into the African American experience.





Bay Area Toile by Matt Ritchie and JormaTacconeโ€จ featuring Too $hort, Humpty Hump and Mac Dre, Alice Waters, Joe Montana, and Angela Davis. 




I FLIPPED out when I saw this custom wallpaper at the Henry Howard Hotel in New Orleans. I lived in the city for 6 years and fell in love with this design faster than beads fly off a float during Mardi Gras! Here, take a closer look:



It was designed by Kathleen Fitzgerald and Lauren Kolesinkas.




Peacock Toile available through Anthropologie


London Toile from Timorous Beasties


And more toile-centric design here:
Hazelnut New Orleans offers New Orleans-centric fabrics like Magnolia and Cafe au Lait! 
Spoonflower for more toile options at varying price points.





hawaii



About a decade ago Ayelet Waldman wrote โ€œMotherloveโ€ โ€“ a controversial essay that ignited a firestorm and outraged those in the parenting community. The piece (reprinted in the New York Times column โ€œModern Loveโ€) explored the nature of intimate spousal relationships and set forth a simple premise, one that was hard for some to digest. Waldman wrote that her children were not the center of her world, that โ€œthey were satellites, beloved but tangential.โ€ That was the controversial part. Though Waldman proclaimed her love for her four children, she said โ€œif you focus all of your emotional passion on your children and you neglect the relationship that brought that family into existence... eventually, things can go really, really wrong.โ€


Now donโ€™t worry, things arenโ€™t dire on this end, but I have been thinking a lot about how to balance lifeโ€™s demands, which include work, marriage and motherhood. I donโ€™t agree with all of Waldmanโ€™s points (Otis and Theo, youโ€™re not satellites to me!), but there are parts of her essay that resonated with me. I agree with the idea that marriages need nurturing, and in our fast-paced world, quality time can be elusive.
Raising children has lots of rewards, but it can also be exhausting. I love my boys dearly, but by the end of the day Iโ€™m spent and it seems like the only thing I have energy for is scrolling through Pinterest (or some other activity that doesnโ€™t require a lot of brain power). Once I pick those little energized bunnies up from school thereโ€™s cooking to do, books to read, baths to take, lots of cleaning (Iโ€™m very particular), laundry to be folded, and Iโ€™ve got to identify and remove the foul and mysterious odors emanating from the car. By the time everything is done itโ€™s about 10 p.m. and Iโ€™ve got very little gas left in the tank, no pun intended.



Look, this is part of the life I wanted and itโ€™s what I signed up for. However, I have come to recognize the need to reorganize things a bit and shift priorities a little. I definitely need more quality time with my husband. Itโ€™s sometimes hard to carve out the hours needed to reconnect and remind us why we decided to couple in the first place. But whereโ€™s thereโ€™s a will, thereโ€™s a way!

With that in mindโ€ฆ.




You can probably imagine how excited I was to be surprised by a childfree trip to Hawaii!!!  It came at a welcome time AND it coincided with my 40th birthday.

Matt worked hard to put the entire vacation together. He โ€œcashed inโ€ thousands of hotel points and miles, snagged rooms at fantastic hotels (relaxation!) and secured a coveted reservation for a cabin inside Halaekalaโ€™s crater (adventure!). He coordinated with his parents (who flew across the country) and they provided kid-coverage while we were gone. He arranged our free flights, including first class tickets for the trans-Pacific leg of our trip (unlimited mimosas!), and he did it all without my knowledge. Well, until I spotted a hotel reservation in my inbox. Whoops! (It happened because he used some of my miles too.)

So what can I say about our adventure?

It was spectacular. We relaxed and we connected. We found off-the-beaten-path spots and ate incredible food. I had a fabulous birthday dinner and we went whale watching. We drove the Road to Hana in a jeep (roof down!) and we drank our body weight in Tangelo juice.

But perhaps my favorite part of the trip was the three days we spent hiking inside Haleakalaโ€™s crater-- off the grid, without cell service, computers, or distractions. I couldnโ€™t get over how quiet it was and at times we felt like we were the only ones there, though we did come across a couple of Nene birds and some Hawaiian cowboys (see below). We took in the beauty of Hawaiiโ€™s black sand dunes and pink volcanic cones. And we hiked out of the crater under the moonlight in order to catch sunrise peaking above the clouds, something on my bucket list which I had always wanted to do. The trip was restorative and adventurous. We felt intrepid and connected. Now I just have to figure out how to incorporate those things into our day-to-day, because one canโ€™t live life on vacation J

Hereโ€™s to a well-balanced life!

xx,
Batya














Food:


walking rino: street art with theo


Iโ€™ve got two little wildlings, Otis and Theo. We spend a lot of quality time together as a group, but itโ€™s incredibly rare that I get to have one-on-one time with either one of them. So the other day, upon realizing that Otis had class and Theoโ€™s school was closed, I decided to take Theo on a special adventure-- just the two of us. I toyed with the idea of journeying up to the mountains for a hike near Kenosha Pass, but then decided it would be fun to stay in the city and put on our explorer caps since we have plans to see fall foliage for the next three weekendsโ€ฆ


Of course I had to seize the moment and catch up on some overdue appointments too, so before we took off on our local adventure, I took Theo to the doctor for a wellness check-up. In hindsight that might not have been the best way to start off our special day, for it was temporarily marred by the 4-year-old vaccination schedule. But eventually he stopped crying, and the experience led us to have an interesting conversation about viruses. It also helped us choose our word of the day: โ€œantibodies.โ€


As a reward for displaying courage and good behavior (all things considered), I treated Theo to a chocolate croissant. He was amazed by its construction and started yelling, โ€œThereโ€™s a real live chocolate bar right in the very middle of my treat? Itโ€™s real live!! Isnโ€™t that amazing, mommy?โ€ Oh that Theo. Heโ€™s got โ€œa million sweet toothsโ€ and is truly a little boy after my own heart. Not wanting to leave the coffee shop without something savory, I grabbed two spinach empandas before we set out in the direction of the RiNo Arts Districtโ€ฆ








Now Iโ€™ve blogged about the ever-changing RiNo before. Itโ€™s a neighborhood that houses some of Denverโ€™s best restaurants, bars and coffee shops. Itโ€™s also the epicenter of the cityโ€™s best street art, and thereโ€™s lots of it. The new murals are spectacularly detailed and there brand new pieces thanks to #COCrush15 which took place last weekend. Some of my RiNo favorites include works from artists Mariano Padillo, Jaime Molina, Mike Martinez, Hollis & Lana, David Shillinglaw, Scott Albrecht, Hyland Mather, Mike Graves, Blaine Fontana, Robin Munro, Sandra Fettingis, Jake Mertens, Lolo YS, Jeremy Burns and Max Kauffman*โ€ฆjust to name a few.  

(*As I was about to enter Maxโ€™s art house I noticed that Theo was starting to get sleepy, so Iโ€™ll be back to check it out next week.)

Iโ€™ve always been a big fan of street art, but it wasnโ€™t until my friend Risa and I had a conversation about its larger importance that I fully began to understand how beneficial and inspirational it is. You see, Iโ€™ve always appreciated street murals from a beautification angle; they provide design, color, and art to a wall that would normally be vacant or plastered with tacky advertisements.

But street art also holds a second (more important) purpose. Namely, it makes art accessible to everyone: to parents with work schedules that are incompatible with museum hours; to children who donโ€™t have easy access to art or transportation; to neighborhoods that are often underserved when it comes to public investments. In short, street art can inspire a creative force in almost anyone, regardless of income.

It also makes for a really great one-on-one adventureโ€ฆ.

Enjoy!
xx,
Batya







 












 

For more info, check out this column and this column by Lindsey Bartlett.

Overheard Theoisms:
โ€œThose guys have coffee bean heads. Thatโ€™s silly, so very silly.โ€
โ€œโ€ฆand then these octopuses were fighting bad guys- the Storm Troopers- before they were beamed back up to space. Yes, thatโ€™s what itโ€™s aboutโ€ฆโ€
โ€œHey, why is that man walking a fish with a dogโ€™s leash? Thatโ€™s hilarious.โ€
โ€œMommy, do you think we can keep a pet giraffe in our garage?โ€
โ€œIโ€™m going to show them my sword of justice. Then they will know Iโ€™m a superhero.โ€
โ€œThese leaves look pretty, but theyโ€™re not real. At least they donโ€™t look real to me.โ€
โ€œTorchic (Pokemon doll) told me this was the best tour ever. Hey, Torchic sounds like tour.โ€
โ€œIs this where the natural gas comes from? I want to see it.โ€
โ€œThat silly monkey is playing games with me. Heโ€™s a funny guy.โ€
"Please can I go in here? (Closed Populist garden) I promise not to trespass."

modern monday: concrete + cement



Concrete (that durable composite material made from a mixture of broken stone or gravel, sand, cement, and water) and cement (the main ingredient in concrete) have been popping up everywhere in the design world...from lighting to tiling to jewelry, and even inspired wallpaper.

Recently I won a fiberglass-reinforced concrete Kreten Candelabra from Souda (thanks Instagram contest!). It's a strong statement piece which sits on the mantle in our living room, and it provides a nice contrast from my other tabletop and dรฉcor objects, which tend to be softer and lighter. The Kreten is always a topic of conversation, so naturally it sparked a new interest in concrete.

Here are some designs Iโ€™m really fond of right now. Got any favorites? Feel free to share them.

Happy modern Monday!
xx,

Batya

Top Row (L to R):
Concrete Earrings from Konzuk Shop 


Middle Row (L to R):
Rainbow Shades from Julien Renault Objects 
Edgy Tiles from Kaza Concrete  
100% Sand from Anabella Vivas

Bottom Row (L to R):
Vases from Seung Yong Song 
JWDA Concrete Lamp designed by Jonas Wagell for Menu