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Sargent at The MET

 

dive in

a new week begins.... 

lighthouse beach, chatham, cape cod

 

friday flatware

at the Whitby Hotel...

 

september 11th

at w96th street station

 

beauty is a gesture ...

LEAF Meatpacking flower festival
www.theresariveradesign.com

 

fashion is love

a new week begins.  as a nation, we have barely processed the tragedies of the past weekend, our hearts heavy and our souls scarred yet again. our anger real.  

then the call came to me on Monday from a former Bloomies colleague to share the impossible news that we had lost our dear friend Tamera to her long struggle with Lupus disease, a battle which i have come to learn was more brutal than Tamera ever let on but not brutal enough to keep her from her equally fierce recent fight on behalf of human rights, active in her local Bay area and vocal in the name of those around the globe.  she gave a damn.  Tamera was too young, had too much more to do, and too many of us to inspire with her love, loyalty and light.  

i am so grateful to have literally bumped into her a few years back during New York Market Week where we stopped in our tracks in the Javits Center upon recognizing one another, immediately parked on the base of a few display mannequins, and chatted and hugged and laughed and promised to meet up again. 

Tamera was by then the proud owner of Kostum, a fashion consignment boutique she had acquired from a prior owner in Piedmont. she of course also heavily promoted emerging talent with small accessories buys and in store events, true to her Fashion Office roots at Bloomies and her accomplished industry career savvy.  clearly, the store was a passion project she led with both her head and her heart, sharing the entrepreneurial venture with her devoted husband, Robert, a true creative talent, and embracing the contributions of her dedicated staff. 

when Tamera and i did meet up a season or so later,  emailing and following one another on social media in between, it was aptly during September Fashion Week. following a fresh fall rain, i dragged her to an intimate trunk show event at Canon, a new boutique on Sullivan Street, and she coordinated a group dinner at Palma in the Village with another Bloomies alumna, the exquisite Ms. Gerry.

at the store party, Tamera enthusiastically talked small business with Stacia, the shop owner, and introduced her brother in law, Udo, a global fashion photographer, to the crowd, making new contacts and authentic connections left and right.

later in the evening, from across the rose strewn, votive lit dinner table, i can remember nothing but the music in her sweet voice, the life in her infectious giggle and the magic in her sparkling eyes.  at one point in our conversation, she did reference her medical trials and just as quickly, shrugged them away,  expressing pure joy at currently feeling healthy and strong enough to take on a Manhattan buying trip and realize her vision for her store.

this morning, social media revealed that we had lost another beloved, writer Toni Morrison.  my first thought was disbelief, and then a kind of instant calm.  i could only think that this larger than life being must have followed Tamera for a really worthy reason and that the two divine women will join forces to serve us and to guide us from a better place.

Ms. Morrison once wrote, "at some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. you don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. it is enough."  sublime. and peaceful.  and yet, i have these few photos snapped during the special city reunion with my friend which i will, for the time being, cherish.

i miss you, T, sister, friend, role model, and will always honor your brave, beautiful, creative life! D

Tamera, Fashion Week, NYC...

bake sale

i thought that i went for the food but quickly realized that we were all there for the politics.

last Sunday's third annual bake sale organized by Cafe Altro Paradiso raised almost $100k to be donated to New York City's Planned Parenthood. 

baking is always a community crowd pleaser and sometimes, too, especially in light of recent events in the world, the sweetest revenge...

cafe altro paradiso hosted its 3rd annual bake sale to benefit ny planned parenthood!

click the links below for past and present stories on acclaimed pastry chef natasha and her fundraising initiative: 

https://www.bonappetit.com/story/bake-sale-ideas-natasha-pickowicz
https://heritageradionetwork.org/podcast/natasha-pickowicz-the-passionate-pastry-chef/
https://eye-swoon.com/cafe-altro-paradiso-bake-sale-planned-parenthood/

waterfall

we are in a polar vortex now but Monday was milder and the sun was bright and while downtown for a meeting, i found myself opposite the Memorial for the first time and walked over to rest my hand on the names of those lost and to gaze into the fast, falling water...

september 11 memorial

cook together

Mom, how surprised and delighted and then again surprised i was upon the release last month of HRH The Duchess of Sussex Meghan's community cookbook, a collaboration with the Hubb Community Kitchen and  women affected by the Grenfell Tower tragedy in West London.

photo credit, TOGETHER
with forward by HRH The Duchess of Susssex

Meghan refers to her book project as a "tremendous labor of love."  Like our family food memoir, it took nine months to create!  In her foreward she speaks to the power of food to tell stories and create meaningful connections: "The cookbook is a celebration of life, community and the impact of coming together." (p.9)

photo credited to TOGETHER cookbook

Aside from gathering your recipes and the reminiscences of family and friends to create Mary Cooks fifteen years ago this month, one of my favorite parts of the process was researching the social history of the fund-raising community cookbook in a scholarly work called Eat My Words: Reading Women's Lives Through the Cookbooks They Wrote (Janet Theophano, 2002). The author's words offered an added dimension to my own endeavor and today lend credence to Meghan's culinary and community driven instincts as well:

"The antecedents of the ubiquitous community fund-raising cookbook with which we are all familiar reach back... at least to the 1600's. Women generated their culinary knowledge collaboratively and wrote their cookbooks cooperatively."

She brought the meaning of community cooking home to me in literal terms,  so much so that i named the first chapter of our project The Community Cooks as a nod to your local women's auxiliary and the food and recipes we kids knew through the TWIG community cookbooks you published to benefit the township hospital.  It seemed the perfect place from which to begin. 

Fast forward to Together: Our Community Cookbook launch party at Kensington Palace in mid September: bouquets of assorted fresh flowers were placed in simple glass vases in the tented area, with perfectly printed luncheon menus featuring highlights from the women's recipes taken from the new book.  The details and care were apparent, from the geometric blue motif on the tent which both echoed the book design and reflected the heritage of The Hubb women, to the warmth of the words on the menus placed on the tables: TO SHARE... TOGETHER.  It was truly a stunning and symbolic celebration of coming together, all lovingly coordinated before Meghan's wedding and official role with the Royal Foundation.

Kensington Palace book launch party,
photos courtesy Simon Pearce, People Magazine, twitter

Flashback. How I remember dashing along Broadway on a perfect October day to buy roses and sunflowers and miscellaneous fall blooms for your 70th surprise birthday party, then having my recipe typist and default party assistant Victoria drive me to New Jersey with the flowers and the party favors in the trunk and your favorite Saint Honore birthday cake on my lap, artfully recreated by my bakery owner neighbor Nacer since importing the confection from San Francisco was out of the question. Before the party, I quickly cut stems, formed bouquets and placed flowers on each table in colorful, hand crafted market baskets.  

The mini jigsaw puzzle party favors assembled from photos of various "signature Mary" cakes and packaged in small white bakery boxes tied with red and white twine were the final touch, with black and white xeroxed images of family, friends and food from the book pages scattered as well on each guest table to suggest the contents of the soon to be published cookbook chapters. 

Abigail and Charlotte, just little girls at the time, had the added surprise of a small "doll-scape" at their places, incorporating my old dollhouse furniture and figures to set a small baking scene before them.  

We had balloons, too but i think they were delivered - i would have remembered driving with them in the car, no?!  

Pam penned the calligraphy place cards (Meghan would approve!) while Eleanor delivered my toast to spare me the stage fright (Meghan would not approve) and Hugh and Dad managed the music,  Neapolitan canzoni, of course, a nod to Grandma Marie...

My mistakes with the book project and party were several. For starters, i should have limited myself to 50 recipes as Meghan did. I realized this at the end of the nine month book "gestation" when i was assembling the final chapter, Next Generation.  

• Had i focused on only the purely authentic Italian family recipes, even just the biscotti, breads and cakes, along with the handwritten and typed letters sharing family tales and cooking tips, perhaps i may have had a more edited version and a sweet story that could have been professionally published as a children's book.  Alas. i did not know this at the start or see how the project would unfold even to me!  (In truth, even before Meghan, Alice Waters sent her daughter off to Yale with a 50 recipe keepsake volume as a gift.  In so doing, she happened to inadvertently launch a sustainable food movement at the University, too!) Lesson learned, scale is everything! 

• Additionally, i should have filmed or recorded your brother Bobby's toast at the party, as in it he shared essential family history about your mother and you -- how Grandma Marie's vision for her own entertaining was big, in a way too big to execute, and that you became her right hand, in the kitchen and at home in general.  He also spoke about how you would hide all the biscotti around the house so that he and Richard and Artie could not find and eat them but that they always managed to do so anyway....  

• And, though the party photos were fun keepsakes and we created a Mary Cooks calendar and notecards post fete, the photographer i hired, probably through Craig's List, was not quite a fit for our intimate gathering and added unwanted anxiety to the event, alas. 

Nonetheless, no regrets! We celebrate your milestone 85 years on October 25th and embrace that i must come by my own "too big" vision honestly, given that the family history chapter plus five recipe volumes managed to be self published with the help of three different graphic artists, leaving about seven subsequent installments still remaining, neatly stacked in their draft formats in the rustic painted pie safe that doubles as storage space in my office.  

Maybe in this ever changing digital age, i will still find a way to get the remaining pages off to press.

In the meantime, Happy Birthday to you!  Let's continue to #cooktogether for years to come! (Meghan would approve!) 

Love,

p.s. see you later today and yes, i will be traveling with yet another cake on my lap!