Entries from 30 August 2011

Dear Roof-Above-My-Head,
Thank you for being so strong. Irene was fierce, but you held your ground when she threw that tree on the house, right above my bedroom.

Dear Gino (aka. best across-the-street neighbor ever),
Thank you for the figs. I’ve never eaten such ripe figs – nor have I ever had to eat so many in a day since we had no way of refrigerating them.

Dear Grill-that-Survived-the-Storm,
Thank you for being there. Once we lost power, you were the only thing I could cook on, and I was determined to have a proper Sunday french toast brunch, hurricane or no.

Dear friends,
I’ve been without power/internet/hot water since Saturday night. The trees that fell in the street were finally cleaned up yesterday, but the downed electrical wires (which started a fire late Saturday night) have not been fixed yet. Yesterday I drove to the grocery store: little was working there and there were no frozen foods or dairy. Most gas stations in the area were closed. I’m not sure how long it will be before everything is fixed, but I wanted to stop in and let you know that my family and I are well.  I may get a chance to write a few posts today, but there are some other things I need to focus on first. I’ll be back as soon as I can.

{xoxo}
Brandi




Have some tissues nearby — her tears brought tears to my eyes too.

{from The Do Lectures}


While working on my new Friday blog column (this is not it), I discovered it requires some skills that I do not yet possess, like holding a camera steady. I had hoped to premiere it today, but it will simply have to wait another week.

In the meantime, I thought I’d suggest a book for those of you who will inevitably find yourself in Hurricane Irene’s path this weekend. I will openly admit to being a sci-fi geek, loving fantasy stories like Harry Potter, having read the entire Twilight series, and still picking up “teen” fiction when I have the chance. Books like those, for me, are a release. A good story draws me in and chains me up until it’s over.

I recently picked up David Liss’ The Twelfth Enchantment, which I can only describe as a bit Harry Potter-meets-Jane Eyre. It would be perfect for a dark, stormy weekend. I don’t want to say much more, besides encouraging you to pick it up and try it (and let me know what you think when you do).

Now, I need to head to the library and stock pile some books so when the storm takes the electricity out, I can indulge.

For those of you who aren’t on the East Coast of the US, have a wonderful weekend — I’m living vicariously through you. For those of you who are, stay safe and dry!


It was her beautiful glass bottles with simple messages that I spotted first when entering her booth at the New York International Gift Fair, but I discovered that with Laurel Denise, the inspiration is in every piece she creates.

They’re simple reminders in her gorgeous handwriting, but they’re enough to make you think about your life when you look at them and realize how lucky you are. Believe. Love. Dream. Seek. Om.

If you make a single purchase for yourself, your daughter, or any other woman in your life this year, I think this should be it.

What message would you want to carry around and be reminded of?

{all images from Laurel Denise; buy the leather “she lives life in her own little fairytale” bracelet here}


The morning is quiet. There are no cell phones ringing, no television to provide a distraction, no computers to be found. But there is sunlight and a slight breeze and the smell of the ocean, which can be heard off in the not-too-far distance.

Breakfast is late and taken outdoors so the changing light can be continuously observed. No one can bring themselves to speak. It’s as if when eating breakfast, the whole surrounding landscape was being sipped in as well.

The afternoon calls for a short nap, which is only broken by the sound of laughter from outside. There’s a market a short bike ride away, the perfect place to gather ingredients for dinner.

The meal is thrown together quickly, with everyone helping in some little way. Bottles of wine are opened. A special dessert is prepared.

And though outdoors here is always best, dinner is moved inside once the thunderclouds roll in. The light fades, the storm begins. The power goes out. Candles are lit in the room. Time disappears by as the conversation spins in new directions. No one wants to sleep. Soon, the candles have such little light left that everyone agrees it’s time. Those who linger last notice that the storm has stopped and outside, the stars have slipped out of the clouds.

{all images by Jordi Canosa, Casa Rita portfolio}


While I was at the New York International Gift Fair last week, I met Karen of Hammocks & High Tea and got to drool over the gorgeous patterns she creates.

Somehow, her patterns capture the spirit of the company name so well. And if I could introduce you to Karen, you’d also see how the colors she uses reflects her vibrant personality.

Something about them feels so much like summer, don’t you think?

{all images from Hammocks & High Tea}


For some, the summer is already ending. For me, it seems endless. But I can’t deny that the temperatures are changing, that there’s a different smell in the air. Soon leaves will begin to change color. That’s one thing I’ve truly missed about the Northeast: the amazing autumn foliage.

Before this season disappears completely, I’ve decided to make a last of summer list:

  1. Go peach picking
  2. Hunt for shark teeth in the local stream
  3. Visit Cape May, NJ
  4. Take a trip out to Terrain
  5. Gaze at the stars
  6. Shop at the Brooklyn Flea
  7. Bicycle around Governor’s Island

I think that’s a good start.

What are you hoping to do before the summer is over?

{image by Greg Williams}


This weekend I realized I’ve been depriving myself of one of my greatest joys in the world: a proper weekend brunch. I’m not sure why. All I know is I have had morning after morning of boring oatmeal lately, and I think it’s time to change that.

There’s something to be said for having little weekend traditions, especially indulgent ones that remind you to get together with friends or family, disconnect for a little while, and just enjoy your time together. I’ve decided my new weekend tradition will be brunch. It doesn’t matter whether it’s Saturday or Sunday — or even in the morning, but there will be proper breakfast food, a little bit of music, and some inspiring conversation.

And maybe a nice long walk outdoors afterward.

What will be your weekend tradition? Do you already have one?

{image by me}


{video part of The Do Lectures, found here}


Things that made me smile this week:

  • Passing by a woman wearing a Fraggle Rock t-shirt. Ah, my youth.
  • Watching a man help a blind man cross a NYC street
  • Crossing paths with a puppy carrying a stick (have you ever noticed it’s impossible to be sad around puppies?)
  • Heading out to see The Help with my friend Jenny
  • Finally getting my first taste of Terhune’s cider doughnuts
  • Landing some telephone interviews for a few awesome jobs
  • Heading to dinner with some incredible ladies after a day at the NYIGF

 
They’re calling for more thunderstorms here this weekend. Last night, I woke in the thick of one, with big bolts of lightning and waves of thunder. We lost power for some time earlier in the evening and internet with it. As much as I love the summer sun, a week of scattered storms has been thoroughly enjoyable.

What has made you smile this week? Any exciting weekend plans?

(In the meantime, I’m still trying to work out these Friday posts. Something doesn’t feel quite right yet.)

{image via bunny victorious; original source not found}

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