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a good reminder

[illustration by yellena james] 
"The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith; and the beginning of true faith is the end of anxiety."
::George Muller

Yesterday was crazy. Straight crazy. My husband and I broke yet other glass (the cupboards might soon be bare, or the glasses replaced with plastic), I dropped my breakfast on the floor, I drove in the wrong direction for an appointment I was going to, so by the time (11:15pm) that my husband realized that he had left the pants that he needed for today's meeting (in Anaheim) in Santa Monica when we were staying in Hermosa Beach, we just had to laugh and make a midsummer night's drive out of it. Windows down, heater on, music up, wind in the hair. 

Days like this usually happen to me when I feel anxious about something. Right now that is just the question of what the next step of life will hold. Feeling like we're at a standstill and ready to turn the page and explore the next chapter fully. Today, in all the things that went wrong, the lesson was fully realized...SLOW THE HECK DOWN!

It's also days that this that make me appreciate art like this that is serene, peaceful, and pure. They are a good reminder to appreciate the simple and small. 

KTCHN 105

My amazing husband always finds fun, adventurous, hidden places to go. Somehow he will search through blogs and other websites and find AMAZING places. KTCHN 105 was the latest find. He was trying to find great things for us to do during our downtown staycation. There were certain places, like this one, that we knew we wanted to go for sure and yet we still wanted to try to find new places too.  I was so glad that he found KTCHN 105. It is available by reservation for weekend brunches only. The menu changes frequently as the chef creates and discovers new amazing dishes.

Outside of the restaurant is an amazing garden and fountains and some tables and inside the kitchen and bar area are both open to the tables. Nothing is a mystery here and since the whole layout is beautifully designed, being able to see it all is lovely.

[well designed (& easy to replace) menu that feels like the restaurant. good branding] 
[tables that set right up to the kitchen.
you can see felix the chef, not the cat, in the kitchen in the gray shirt]
[beautiful open bar and prep station & waitresses who don't act too cool
even though the restaurant is the coolest]
We started with the "Strong Joe" coffee, which was just that, strong. But strong good and full of flavor and not strong burnt flavored like a very large coffee chain I know and try to avoid. As well we had a Bloody Mary, Bloody Maria (with tequila) was another option, and a mimosa.


We started with the chilled tomatillo soup with sweet corn in it and a delicious little nugget that I wish I knew exactly what it was. Something corn bread, cheese-ish.


Then we ordered the harissa scramble with sun dried tomatoes, crispy onions on top, goat cheese, and all sorts of deliciousness and the waffle BLT that was more amazing than words or photos can describe.

[harissa scramble]
[waffle BLT]
[mmmm...]
AND THEN, oh my goodness...the chocolate hazelnut cheesecake. We almost didn't ask about dessert because we were so happy and satiated with our brunch but we were so glad we did because it was beyond beautiful. Creamy, chocolaty, fresh, topped with whipped creme. Mmmm.



My oh my, there was nothing to complain about! If you are in LA over the weekend you must find this gem tucked into the produce district of downtown. You will not regret it!

p.s. all images taken for by way of ney

chipped wall art

One of the really cool things about walking around downtown LA is all of the things you don't expect to find that you do. Whether that is new street art, old hand painted billboards, a new favorite restaurant, a treat from some where far away, a street that makes me feel like I'm in any country except my own, downtown provides new and unexpected strikes of beauty that make life an adventure.  The weekend of carmageddon, walking through downtown, I stumbled on this amazing site on a wall on Spring Street near the old Pacific Stock Exchange. We were on this street going back to the stock exchange where my dad worked over 35 years ago. Just before we arrived at the Stock Exchange we looked up and saw this...

[photo taken for by way of ney]
[photo taken for by way of ney]

Apparently there are many like this one. They are done by a Portuguese artist named Alexandre Farto Aka Vhils. I think they are just beautiful. I love how the brick comes through where he has carefully chipped away the wall. 

bottega louie

I briefly mentioned Bottega Louie in my weekend summary last Monday. I also said I was probably going to be writing about it in full and today is that day folks. The first time I went to Bottega Louie was on MLK Jr Monday, for lunch. We started with champagne and portabello fries that were great even though I don't love mushrooms.  Then we had the Sausage Pizza with mozzarella, grana parmesan, tomato sauce, oregano & fennel sausage. The crust was delicious but the fennel is my favorite. The tagliatelle bolognese was DELICIOUS! We had the grand macaron for dessert with cappuccinos. Everything was so good that we couldn't wait to go back.

Finally we were able to go back AND take my family along with us. There is nothing better than sharing things you love with people you love. (Kinda what this blog is about as well.)

You'll find the restaurant at 7th and Grand in the heart of Downtown Los Angeles.

[the front of the restaurant]

[the BAR]

[the KITCHEN, which is open and in full view...LOVE]
 The best part about eating with a group is that if everyone orders different things, you get to try different things.

[my beautiful sister pondering the MENU...notice the friendship bracelet from a camper]

[my traditional CAPPUCCINO & a peek at the menu]

[my mom's FRENCH 75: gin, fresh lemon juice, simple syrup, and prosecco]
Drinks were amazing (my dad and husband both ordered a coffee and a Bloody Mary and loved them) and we moved onto brunch...

[the CAPRESE FRITTATA]

[the EGG SANDWICH: the applewood smoked bacon and Kaiser roll...mmm]

[the LEMON RICOTTA PANCAKES: with blueberry syrup]

[the MEATBALL PARMESAN sliders with fries]
Everyone loved the flavor of their food. The frittata came out a little cold which was a bummer but with a restaurant this big and that much food cranking out of the kitchen, it happens. Other than that, our food was awesome! Fluffy and fresh!


[LE GRAND MACARON: vanilla macaron, french vanilla ice cream & berries]

[four variety: madarin in front, cassis to the left,
fleur de sel on the right & raspberry in the back...raspberry was the favorite!]

[the MACARON case]

[rose macrons and the busy pastry chefs]

[all sorts of deliciousness]
The absolute BEST thing was LE GRAND MACARON. The flaky crust, the gooey sweet inside, the cold fresh ice cream, and the freshness of the berries that give it a little tang. Mmmm...makes me want one now!

*all photos taken for by way of ney

starfish

[photo via myseastory}

I've mentioned the kid's camp that I volunteer at but felt the need to share a little more after I found this photo of a starfish which reminded me of the sterling silver starfish we give out to each new volunteer upon completion of their first year and a gold on upon completion of their fifth. The camp is set up to serve, as perfectly as possible, a selection of the population of foster children in Los Angeles between the ages of 7 and 11, many of whom have been abused in ways that we never want to hear and that no one should ever have to experience. Our goal is not to heal them or change the experiences that they have had but rather to give them a week of pure childhood fun and love. There are currently over 60,000 children in California alone who need our help. The task can sometimes seem daunting and since we can only around 40 to camp every year, we can sometimes feel a little helpless. Like we won't be able to make the difference that giving our love can make.

This poem was written by C.A. Milbrant and provides the encouragement we so often need.

While walking on the beach one day,
I saw starfish by the score. 
And everywhere I looked it seemed,
I saw a thousand more. 
Then what to my surprise appeared?
A boy of nine or ten; 
and as the starfish washed ashore,
he threw them back again. 
I smiled at such a futile task to save this population,
"One fish won't make a difference son. You can't change this situation."
He stooped and picked up one more fish, then looking right at me, 
"I can make a difference for this one, sir," and returned it to the sea. 
So I went and gathered all my firends, my brothers and my cousins.
We joined in with that little boy and saved starfish by the dozens. 
There are still many to be rescued, many "starfish" on life's shore.
Let's make a difference like that lad, by saving just one more.

Not all of our children can be "saved" from the life that has been dealt to them. However, they can be saved by being given the hope that love can soothe the pain. 

This poem doesn't just speak to the week that we, volunteers, are able to play the role of love-givers to these little kids, but it also speaks to the love, joy, and peace that we can bestow on each other during every moment of life, if we so choose. 

creative web guy gets creative

My sister sent me a link yesterday...


I did a bit more digging and found out a little more about who they are. Jim Babb is the creator of Socks, Inc. (an Alternate Reality Game). Yes, you can make and create your own sock puppet who can continue to exist, live and love in this alternate reality.  Any way, check out the link my sister sent. So cute, so creative, so original.

beautiful lost things


This video is both beautiful and mind blowing. It's amazing to think about how much work went into it. Enjoy the beauty!

optimistism? pessimism? realism?

[via weheartit; edited by bywayofney]

When it comes to thinking about the future and all the unknowns that it brings, I have found that if I fall under one perspective category, I see things rosy more often than I see them cloudy. Truth of the matter though is that I tend to be a realist. Just tell it how it is, see it for what it is, plan it for what it will be, dream about it within the parameters of your own resources. That last part isn't always the most fun way of doing things but the worry of the let down from being too excited about something that isn't realistic, is what gives a girl like me anxiety. (And, since my degree from UCLA is in Psychology, it makes me a total dork when it comes to articles, books, and studies about the brain. Hence the following:)

Reading through Psychology Today I found out that although "every situation is unique" research can also shed light on "when to brace for impact and when to stay upbeat."

In education, research shows you should expect the worst because you lower your expectations you are more likely to reduce the disappointment of the grade to be revealed and thus less likely to become upset over the results. This approach can help you in any "moment-of-truth" situations like awaiting health options as well. (This according to a University of Florida study.) 

In career, research out of NYU suggests you expect the best, realistically. They state that if you are a confident while looking for a job or once you have it, believing you are deserving of the job, raise, etc, you will me more successful than a pessimistic employee. Can do attitude wins out! 

In romance, research from the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology shows that if you expect the best, and view your partner through "rose-colored glasses", long term love with thrive off the way that perception leads you to approach conflicts in your relationship. So, it isn't about conflicts not being present but more about how to perceive and approach those conflicts. 

In family situations, Iowa State research shows that you should expect the best. The low expectations that you have of your family, especially as to parent to your child, is usually a predictor of a "self-fulfilling prophecy." If you believe, for example, that your teenage daughter will drink just because her friends are, you are more likely to raise a children who embodies a "party animal persona" as an adult. 

In sports, or situations that are competitive in nature, you are best off to expect the worst and then the best. If you expect the worst you are more likely to prepare better than someone who thinks they can "win" without preparation. However once you are in game mode, just before and during the competition, having confidence strongly leads to winning. 

In health, they suggest that you expect the worst. Only becuase if you expect the worst you are more likely to take the precautions of getting screened or getting a flu shot, for example. However, it is strongly known and should be noted that having an optimistic outlook of life and your health creates less stress which is known to cause health problems itself. So, do your homework, get your physicals, exercise, eat healthy, blah blah blah, and don't worry that every time you get a headache you have a brain tumor.

(OK, so maybe it was a dorky post, but was that not interesting?!?)


south beach in full...

Ok, so as promised, here is more from Miami. The highlights of some of my favorites things...

WALKING OUT TO THE BEACH...
[anthropologie tank, uo skirt, forever 21 sandals]
[me & my sister]
FLOATING IN THE SALTY WARM ATLANTIC... 


There is nothing quite like being able to swim in the Atlantic's salty water in Miami. Although I've been dipping into the Pacific since I've been home, it is just so much colder. 

EATING AT the Cafe at BOOK&BOOKS... 


WADING THROUGH THE ROOMS OF BOOKS...
[every magazine you'd want to read]
[a room of travel books that will make you check your passport's validity] 
[a beautiful book I found]

[and a favorite new poem]
You can't leave Book & Books without a pile of magazines or books or at least a list of books to buy when you get home so that you don't have to lug them home.

BREAKFAST AT THE RETRO RALEIGH...


[love this logo]
[lemon ricotta pancakes with fresh berries]

[classic eggs benedict]

[the "dining room" at the Raleigh]
[i want these backyard umbrellas]

[check out that fringe]
[i'm lusting after these chairs too!]
[Carly lounging in the hammock]


HOTEL HOPPING FROM THE DELANO...
[the sushi bar at the Delano]

TO THE SHORE CLUB...


[the lantern lit patio]
The hotels in Miami are amazing! It doesn't matter where we stay I always like doing a little hotel hopping. Each one is so different and so inspiring. There is always something that I want to implement in my house once I get home. Some are teeny boutique hotels that have been there forever, most are newly renovated, some are brand new (but not many). 

THE EVOLUTION FROM THE BEACH IN THE SUN...


 TO A STORM


Watching the way the beach goes from sunny and humid and packed with people and then empty and dark come afternoon is so intriguing. It's especially funny when you are on the beach and hear a rumble of thunder and watch everyone go running to get off the sand before the rain comes. Even the rain there doesn't bother me though because it is warm and fleeting. 

*all photos taken for by way of ney