cereal

I just got so excited when I saw this: Schweet Boks: A Cereal Eatery and Cafe. Brilliant.

Listen up, all of you cereal lovers out there: We have found your Mecca. It’s called Schweet Boks Cereal Eatery & Cafe and it’s just opened on Irving Street in San Francisco. So what’s the appeal? The little ‘cereal bar’ offers up more than 30 varieties of crunchy breakfast goodness — everything from Grape Nuts to Cocoa Puffs — as well as a range of toppings so that you can make your bowl truly your own.
Mix and match to your heart’s content, then douse it all with milk and dive in. To round out that breakfast feel, Scwheet Boks also serves the divine Intelligentsia coffee from Chicago. But cereal is what this place is all about. Someone please page Jerry Seinfeld; he’ll think he’s died and gone to heaven.

--From the Urban Grocer, via Lost in A Minor.

Conversation on our drive home

Mama, snack. Oggie snack. Briana.
Sorry Ollie, mommy doesn’t have any bananas.
Now he’s whimpering: Briana. Briana.
Ollie, baby, sorry, mama doesn’t have any snacks. As soon as we get home, I promise.
Mama, snack. Mama, pluggy. Mama. Mama. Snack mama, pease.
Sorry Ollie, mama doesn’t have any pluggies and mama doesn’t have any snacks. When we get home you can have a snack.
Mama, snack. Snack please mama. Oggie snack. Oggie pluggy. Mmmmmmmmmaaama! Snack pease. Oggie snack. Oggie snack. Oggie pluggy.

Repeat x 100

I felt so bad. He barely touched his lunch and his lunch was at 11:30. And, his snacks at school are hardly substantial--fruit and water.

Lesson learned: Always have snacks on hand. “Oggie” needs ‘em.

Can you draw the internet?

Children today are growing up in a world of technology and communications. They have never experienced a world without the internet, with every part of their day consumed by mobile phones, websites, computer games, apps, Xbox, you name it.

We took this thought and 'thought' it would be interesting to find out what their perception of the internet actually is, by way of scribble, drawing, or piece of art.

Then, to make things even more interesting we thought it would be great to get the creative industry involved. Why? To find out who's the more creative. The industry with all of it's wisdom, or the kids with their vivid imaginations.

Anyway, we'd love it if you could spare a few seconds, minutes or even hours to get something down on paper, no matter how basic.

pretty blocks

via sunset at home

by serena mitnik-miller

available here

You should read this.

Motherhood in NYC makes me laugh. In fact, it just made me laugh out loud.

mini city

available here.

via blue moss.

happy thanksgiving!

here's gabe's november 2005 turkey.

i had the worst food poisoning/stomach flu of my life yesterday. i couldn't move. it sucked. tonight i ate two pieces of toast. so far so good.

this week is a busy one, so i leave you with this sweet blog. pretty cute idea.

eyelashes

this is kind of a gross story so i apologize in advance.

i went to a summer camp in boulder creek one year. it was fanastic. i loved it. one thing i remember, is one of the counselors, named janet. i remember janet becuase she wore a tiny, itsy bitsy string bikini. and she snuck off to meet a boy one night, and came back and told us about it. and because she wore false eyelashes because apparently she liked to remove her eyelashes. with her fingers. she also wore incredibly long fake nails.


yesterday i was getting dressed and putting on my face. (i'm not really sure why i bother w/ things like blush--it lasts for about 2 hours and then it's gone and i never reapply. but everyday i do pretty much the same thing to my face.)

i stood in the bathroom mirror and curled my eyelashes. my left eye was done and i was working on my right eye. i have a new curler. it's not very cooperative and i've been struggling with it.

anyway, i was standing there, curling my lashes when i sort of tripped. my elbow slipped. my feet wavered. i'm not sure which happend first, the feet wavering or the elbow slipping, however, i YANKED out about 1/3 of my eyelashes on the top of of my right eye. it made the most awful sound. i was shocked. it hurt like hell for one, it sounded terrible and my eyelid now has a bald spot. once i got over the pain, i stared at the cluster of eyelashes stuck to my curler. i was inclined to start to try to pull them off the curler to show gabe (weird, yes?), so he could see the volume that was ripped out of my eye, but they slipped into the sink so i ran the water and watched them go down the drain. i was stunned.

almost immediately after this happened i got something in my eye.

i've been putting a tiny bit of dark eyeliner along my eye in the baldspot. i think it's helping hid the missing lashes. or i look like what's her name from grey gardens.

according to wikipedia, eyelashes grow back in 7-8 weeks. i'm waiting.

and for the record, i didn't curl my remaining eyelashes this morning.

food links

remember that article about chad robertson?

watch this video. it's great!!!

speaking of food, check out what shauna made. when i read this, i was ready to make them that night, however, i didn't have all the ingredients. don't they look amazing?

pretty

available here.

PAD

i saw some PAD items on gilt groupe recently. i looked them up and i'm in love.

many of the plants in our yard are dying and i'm not sure why so this is sort of out of the question for me right now. maybe once we fix our deck in the back.

so many things i want to do to this house. (see previous post.)


anyway, the PAD items. pretty cool, right?



from ford and ching.

excuse the crappy iphone pictures

so... the shelves we bought for the bathroom are below. note that they're not done yet. i didn't think that far ahead. i'm not sure what else to do with them. gabe says i shouldn't put anything too heavy on them, which is pretty limiting. what to add? feathers? cotton balls?



besides needing to change the lightbulb, we want to put in a new light fixture, medicine cabinet and sink. i was reluctant to post pictures, thinking i should wait until we've actually made some changes, however, i decided to share them.



we recently bought a medicine cabinet and it didn't fit so we had to put the ugly one back. i hate the sink most of all.

loving:



from steven alan

gorgeous and green

i met friends for dinner tonight at paison on san pablo. i was (really) early (as almost always) so i had time to kill. if you live in the east bay, check out gorgeous and green.

so many neat plants, beautiful flowers, and little tiny terrariums!

i bought some plants to go on my new shelves. photos to follow.

i never use my camera anymore. sad, huh? it's all about the iphone these days.

go crazy go crazy

o turned two last month and i must say, i'm loving two. it's been so much fun.
he's talking up a storm.

last week, g came back from d.c. w/ a presidential limo match box-type car. i asked ollie if he knows he rides around in his new car. he didn't. i said obama. the next morning, i asked him if he remembered who rides in his car. he answered, "omama."

tomtom

one of each please!

rings:

necklace:

bracelet:

from here. via here.

the way it is

shelves

we bought shelves for the bathroom yesterday at ikea. i will post pictures once we get them up--i can't find them online.

i came across these via bloesom. they're out of my price range, however, they're really great:

other stuff by the same designer available here.

i went and had my hair cut on college a few weeks ago. it was raining out. i wore my brown leather boots. every other woman in the salon was wearing their hunter wellies. no wonder j crew is sold out.

ollie says, "see ya."

and he always want to hear sumic. (get it? music=sumic.)

he's also been putting a purse on his arm and saying, "oggie to work. bye. see ya." and then he pretends that he's leaving. i ask him if he'll pick me up at school. he says he will.

and my favorite is when he asks me to cuddle. best ever.

i heart this little man.

a very long and useless post about jackets

i have some great jackets i've collected over the years.

there's the white 50's coat, that's really pretty, but it's white so it just doesn't work with everything. and i have a 2-year old who has no concept of dirty hands (unless there's sand on his hands--that drives him crazy). just writing about it though. i might try it on tomorrow.

and there's my favorite of all time, my red wool coat, which is fantastic. i think i bought it at saver's about 10 + years ago. (i wore it to my friend jane's wedding, which if memory serves was in december 2001?) the only problem with this coat is the lining is torn to shreds. and yeah, i could have it relined, but i'm the woman who's had a bag of clothes to bring to the dry cleaner since july. so the chances of me having it relined certainly aren't looking good for this winter.

which brings me to the pretty yellow plaid, vintage jacket gabe bought me when he was in toronto in 2005. it's only waiting to be altered. (see red coat above.)

so, i want a new jacket and i don't know where to begin to look. here are a few i found tonight.

from j crew.

from zara.

apc from frances may.

today we realized that we seem to have actual seasons on this side of the bay. and so much less fog. we dig it.

yep... iphone pics. i lost my camera battery charger during the move.

wanting

available here.

along the lines of the last link i posted

here's another.

love this

from here.

i'm a wee bit late with this

but it made me smile.

"I am not worried that your son will grow up to be an actual ninja..."

two friends linked to this on facebook and i had to share. reading it made me get choked up.

today was a good day

a good food day!

first, i shared a muffin with ollie from bread workshop. truth be told, he did eat about 2/3 to 3/4 of it. he liked it. i did, too.

then, i had lunch with my friend reid at gregoire. it was DELICIOUS. try it. pretty day today in berkeley, too, so we got to sit outside and eat. lovely way to spend lunch.

finally, tonight gabe and i had KING CRAB. first of the season. it was perfectly buttery, sweet, meaty and tasty. we had a little salad and saffron rice with it. oh, and wine!

tomorrow i'll cook. swear.

whoa whoa whoa tream

love this article "Baking bread," about tartine's chad robertson. definitely worth a read. beautiful pictures of bread, too.



p.s. chad is gorgeous. you know, just in case you didn't notice.

I went to the grocery store with Ollie twice this past weekend.

The first trip was mostly fine. I did notice that all the other moms and dads had their kids nicely sitting in the shopping cart, quietly enjoying their trip to the store. There was one perfectly turned out mom and daughter. They were having the best time. The little girl would delight over samples of food here and there. At one point a little bird landed on her shoulder and began to chirp and the mom took out her iphone and snapped a little video. And then the mom and bird exchanged email addresses so the mom could email the bird the video. It was awesome.

But not my kid. Ollie doesn’t like carts in grocery stores. (Unless you’re buying 12 pumpkins for his class at school and he gets to sit in the cart with them. But that was only once and pumpkins were not on this shopping list.)

So, we were in the store and it was crowded and Ollie was trying to pull the cart here and there while I was trying to shop. And did I mention it was crowded?

We went to the deli counter and I ordered Ollie a burrito. I asked for rice, beans and cheese. I said make it on the small side because it’s for him, as I pointed at Ollie.

The woman asked what kind of rice we wanted. For the record there was white rice, and white rice with cilantro and Spanish rice (which was white rice).

I said white rice, please. She said, “I’m going to give you Spanish rice, it’s healthier.”

I just didn’t care enough to argue.

I was actually kind of amused. This is the 2nd time in a month I’ve ordered Ollie food and been redirected to something healthier by the woman serving me.

gasp

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Originally uploaded by Alexey Kurbatov "GriZZly"

i keep coming back to look at this.