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 Now I donโ€™t know where the โ€œFirefighters Rescue Cat Stuck in a Treeโ€ kind-of-segments have gone, but they have been replaced by a constant stream of stories that highlight the very worst elements of human behavior.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

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."