Monthly Archives: August 2012

Shop Till You Drop

You know all that downtown-bashing that Westporters love?

We’re wrong.

According to the September issue of Connecticut Magazinein which the editors offer dozens of “Best of Connecticut” picks, in hopes of selling more ads providing interesting content — Westport is one of the state’s 3 “Destination Shopping” towns.

“When is a mall not a mall?” Connecticut asks. And then answers:

When it’s a lovely Main Street with parking along the great wide Saugatuck.

Not a mall at all.

Along with usual suspects like J. Crew, Ann Taylor, Williams Sonoma, Chico’s Gap and Coach (and lovable stalwarts Max’s Art Supply, Oscar’s Deli and Sally’s Place, there are plenty of new kids on the block — Benefit Cosmetics, Nike, Kate Spade, West Elm and Theory.

On surrounding streets there are BOC winners Dovecote, Soleil Toile and newbie Urban Outfitters.

Speaking of which, the latter’s mother company URBN obviously finds lots to like in Westport: Up the Post Road a piece you’ll find two of their other properties, Anthropologie and totally gorgeous new home-and-garden store (an inadequate description if we’ve ever seen one) Terrain.

“Totally goregous” Terrain.

The other 2 “Destination Shopping” towns — Guilford and West Hartford — get equally gushing reviews.

“Best of Connecticut” also gives category shout-outs to these Westport spots:

  • Bakery:  Sono Baking Company
  • Fish and chips:  Mansion Clam House (“Still the go-to place for local seafood lovers”)
  • Muffins: Aux Delices
  • Munchies:  Trader Joe’s
  • Mussels:  The Whelk  (“Delish — and pure bliss”)
  • Raising the bar:  Spotted Horse  (“We can’t help wondering: Where did these throngs of people hang out before?”)

  • Side dish (escarole):  Pane e Bene
  • Salad bar:  Whole Foods
  • Chop salad:  The Dressing Room
  • Hair salon:  Phillip Bruce
  • Jewelry (eclectic):  Dovecote
  • Lingerie:  Soleil Toile
  • Toy store: Age of Reason
  • Consignment shop (clothing):  DLC
  • Boutique (teens):  Urban Outfitters
  • Men’s clothing:  Mitchells (“A Westport icon since 1958”)
  • Men’s ties:  Vineyard Vines

Congratulations to every winner.

But if you’ve read all the way through, shame on you.

Why aren’t you out shopping — preferably downtown, on our “lovely Main Street with parking along the great wide Saugatuck”?

Ode To Compo

Once again, summer has come and gone.

Yesterday we were packing picnics for the fireworks. Today we’re packing up the beach towels, and packing the kids off to school.

Tomorrow it will snow.

But before we pack away the memories, let’s think about the remarkable place called Compo Beach. It’s not particularly big, but we pack a ton of fun into it.

Compo means different things to everyone — a remarkably broad and impressive roster of activities. Here’s a completely random list. Feel free to add your own.

  • Romping on the lifeguard stands the minute the lifeguards leave.
  • Sitting with the same friends, at the same spot, in the same formation, at the same time — with different weather, tides and conversation every day.
  • Friday night Sabbath services.
  • Boats, boats and more boats — from humble catamarans and Boston Whalers to big-boy yachts.

  • Dozens of different languages. It’s the UN — but you can always count on the group at South Beach closest to the cannons. I’m not sure if they’re Ukrainians or Russians, but I know one thing: They sure have fun.
  • Kayaking, jet-skiing, windsurfing.
  • The ever-popular Joey’s by the Shore. Long lines move quickly. The menu has more items than most restaurants. And despite the crowds and sand, Joey’s — plus the nearby pavilion — is always very, very clean.
  • Jetty-romping.

  • Sand castles. With actual buckets. It never goes out of style.
  • Private parties at the small building near the marina. This may be the best secret in town: You can rent it — dirt cheap.
  • Fishing.
  • No glass bottles on the beach. The Parks & Rec crew does their best to enforce this rule. Beachgoers do their best to break it.
  • Running through the bathhouses.
  • The playground. Remember the uproar when it was built? Neighbors and others seriously predicted it would “ruin the vista,” and attract riffraff at all hours of the day and night. Seriously?
  • Softball, soccer, basketball, volleyball. Also Frisbee, Kadima and tag.
  • Sunset-watching to the west. Then turn around, for an equally impressive moonrise in the east.

  • Walking, jogging, biking, stroller pushing. Motorcycling.
  • Wading. Venturing further into the water. Serious jetty to jetty swimming.
  • Cannon-sitting.
  • Throwing elaborate parties, with tablecloths, flowers and silverware, on South Beach. Catered clambakes, for your company party. Or just tossing burgers on the grill.
  • Playing cards all day long in the wooden pavilion.
  • Reading the daily quote at the lifeguard shack. Asking the lifeguards for help — whether a cut or a lost kid. Marveling at the lifeguards’ professionalism — hey, most of them are just kids.

  • Camp Compo.
  • Crab-finding.
  • No saving tables. Saving tables.
  • Enjoying the beach when there’s no one else there. Enjoying it when the place is packed. And every other time in between.

Great Skate

An alert “06880” reader named Tina writes:

I just had to pass on a positive Westport experience.

My 10-year-old son broke his arm at the Compo skateboarding camp yesterday.  I cannot say enough about the excellence and compassion with which the skateboard instructors, Compo first aid crew, paramedics and policemen who responded to the scene handled the situation.

Compo skatepark

My son was in a lot of pain and pretty scared. The first responders all beat me to the skatepark. I was so relieved to seem him in such great hands when I got there. Everyone was professional, competent, and treated him with such caring and kindness. These people are all obviously in the right jobs.

Not only were they able to address his immediate medical needs, but they took the time to talk to my son and calm him as much as possible. They even said goodbye and wished him well before they left us.

Those are the breaks.

When we returned to the skatepark later in the day to pick something up, the instructors said they were about to call and check on my son. They then spent time talking to him, giving a pep talk and wishing him well.

I definitely felt that great “small town” feeling yesterday, and wanted to pass it on.

As for the broken arm, the patient reports, “It’s a small price to pay for such a great sport!” He plans to be back at Compo skateboard camp next year.

The DL On MS

Entering a new school can be nerve-wracking for anyone.

Last year, as new Bedford Middle School 6th graders, Peri and Brooke Kessler asked older kids they didn’t even know for help with their lockers.

Now, as bigger, wiser 7th graders, the twins are eager to help the next crop of nervous new students.

Tomorrow — immediately after the regular orientation — Peri and Brooke are providing their own version. They’ll give a seminar at their house, “informing incoming 6th graders how to prepare and what to expect” at Bedford.

Bedford Middle School: a step up for 6th graders.

They’ll cover what supplies you really need; how to handle tests and quizzes, and what kind of homework you get in each class.

But they’ll also give social tips, like how to handle the cafeteria. “That’s a big social area,” they note.

They’ll also tell the 6th graders not to spend all their time on their phones. “You have to read and study,” they say.

The big difference between elementary and middle school is new responsibility. “You have to handle your time better,” they explain. “It really helps to be organized.”

All this info does not come free. The girls are charging $10 per student. (Parents are free).

They’ll donate a portion of the proceeds to Save the Children.

Which makes sense. After all, Peri and Brooke are trying to help kids too.

(For more information or to register, email ekessler@me.com, or call 917-612-3888.)

Mary Kuechenmeister’s “Inspired Lives”

At Staples, Mary Kuechenmeister recalls, “I was horrifically shy. I missed out on a lot. I look back on high school fondly, but I was not yet fully formed.”

She is now.

These days — 40 years after graduation — Mary calls up strangers, and asks if they can talk. Toting recording equipment all around New England, she puts people at ease, then draws out fascinating stories about their lives.

The results — dynamic, compelling oral histories of poets, scientists and eyewitnesses to history and more — air on New Hampshire Public Radio. They’re also picked up by NPR stations throughout the region.

Soon, they may be part of TED-Ed — the educational arm of TED Talks.

Mary Kuechenmeister

After Staples and the University of Connecticut, Mary’s first job was in communications at Westport-based Save the Children. Great mentors helped her flourish. She realized the power of broadcast media.

She moved to Andover, New Hampshire, and spent her career in writing, editing and broadcasting.

Two years ago, a woman asked Mary: “What is it you really want to do?”

Almost immediately, Mary said, Story Preservation Initiative was born.

She bought recording equipment. She asked a neighbor — former US poet laureate Donald Hall — for an interview. He was welcoming and gracious.

Donald Hall was an important first interview.

The rest is history. The rest is also artists, astronauts, veterans, and many other men and women with wondrous tales to tell.

Inspired Lives” — the name of her NHPR show — has inspired countless listeners. It also inspired Ted-Ed, which hopes to use excerpts to inspire educators.

“I had no grand plan, no business model,” Mary admits. “I just did it my way. I put one foot in front of the other.”

Though many people urged her to focus on one category, she deliberately searches for an eclectic mix. She’s recorded a man who worked with Robert Oppenheimer on the atomic bomb; a space shuttle astronaut; the founder of a women’s foundation, and a German-American internee in World War II, among others.

She is especially drawn to the “very strong, very articulate voices” of Vietnam veterans. She looks forward to talking with a Quaker missionary who worked Vietnam, for another perspective on that era.

Another favorite group: environmentalists. Mary calls James Prosek, the Easton naturalist dubbed “The Audubon of fish” by the New York Times, “the coolest guy you’d ever want to meet.”

Mary is particularly proud of a comment from a Ted-Ed representative: “It sounds like they’re at the kitchen table, talking to me.”

That’s because they are. Mary does record at each interviewee’s home. But she edits herself out of everything, so the listener hears only the speaker.

And, of course, important ambient sounds, like city streets or Vermont birds.

Joanne Woodward is on Mary Kuechenmeister’s list of future interviewees.

Though Mary has not yet recorded anyone in Westport, there’s one on her wish list.

“Philanthropists really interest me, because of the ‘power of one,'” she says. “Joanne Woodward, with her husband, has really used celebrity to further great causes.”

Mary wrote her, but has not yet heard back.

“My guiding principle is to talk with people who have passion, talent, were eyewitnesses to history, or have a way of living that enriches the human experiences for all of us,” Mary says.

Just as her work enriches all who listen to it.

(Click here for an archive of Mary’s oral histories.)


Fajitas And Fumes

Cuatro Hermanos means “four brothers.”

Perhaps this is where they hold summer business meetings, almost in Saugatuck Avenue.

(Photo by Dave Matlow)

Either that, or it’s the latest evidence that you really can have popup seating anywhere these days.

Westport’s In The Little League World Series. Sort Of.

As Westporters follow Fairfield’s run through the Little League World Series, we can take some pride — a teeny, tiny bit — in reflected glory.

ESPN host Chris McKendry lives in Westport. She’s married to Eduardo Andrade, president of the Westport Library (and a Westport Little League coach). Their son Drew — a Little Leaguer — is entering 2nd grade.

Fairfield’s squad was trained by Westport resident Mike Porzio, owner of The Clubhouse in Fairfield. His son Michael is also a Little Leaguer (rising 3rd grader).

Okay, Westport’s not really in Williamsport. But some of us are close.

Jedd Gold Rescues Parents Everywhere

Another school year.

Another 500 pieces of your kid’s “artwork” to hang on the refrigerator. And don’t  even think of throwing one piece of it away, unless you enjoy tears and tantrums.

Unless, that is, you download Artkive.

The app — now in the iTunes store, and available soon for all Android phones — is the brainchild of Jedd Gold.

Jedd Gold

A 1993 Staples grad (UMichigan BA, UCLA MBA), he had a long career in marketing. He moved from Pepsi and Variety Magazine to interactive games, then built training initiatives for pharmaceuticals and the military.

A self-described “serial entrepreneur,” Jedd always loved solving problems. And, as the father of 6- and 3-year-olds, he knew there is no more pressing problem than what to do with your kids’ prolific paintings and drawings. They appear with bright-colored, squiggly regularity. Your child is as proud of them as he was of his first poop.

Thanks to Jedd, there’s an app for that. (The artwork, not the other crap.)

Every time your little Rembrandt brings home a new masterpiece, just open the app and shoot it (as in, take a photo). It’s automatically tagged with your kid’s grade, and the date created.

It actually looks like something you’d see in a gallery. (I’ll resist the urge to compare it to some of the stuff I’ve seen in galleries…)

You can share it with others (I’m guessing this is limited to Gram Carolyn and Pop-Pop), or just “Artkive” it.

But wait! There’s more!

If you’d like, you can turn one (or all!) of the artwork into a book. Or print it out on a t-shirt, coffee mug, calendar or other item.

I’m not sure if you can turn it into a refrigerator magnet. That would be pretty meta.

Jedd — who believes his own youthful artwork is still somewhere in his mother’s Westport basement or attic — now lives in Southern California. But he, his wife and daughters were back in town this month.

“I loved growing up here,” Jedd says. “It’s an incredible place. I didn’t have that perspective until I left.

“But I was fortunate to have amazing teachers, be well educated, and grow up with a strong work ethic.”

With Artkive up and running, Jedd’s turning his attention to his next project. It’s Artisan Kitchen — a “virtual farmers’ market” that helps food lovers discover and purchase the best high-quality, small-batch food from around the country.

Between Artkive and Artisan Kitchen, Jedd Gold’s got the refrigerator covered. Inside and out.

(For the official Artkive YouTube video, click below)

Martha Aasen: Quite A Life Of Convention

In 1960, Martha Aasen was living in California. The Democratic National Convention was held in Los Angeles.

Martha came from a family of avid Democrats. Her father was a convention delegate from their native Mississippi. Her brother wangled a job as a driver for Stuart Symington, one of several men still jostling for the nomination.

Martha and her husband Larry got a room with the Mississippi delegation, in a rundown Spanish-style hotel on the outskirts of L.A. They had just checked in when another candidate appeared. It was John F. Kennedy, on his way to meet the Wyoming delegation at the same “crummy hotel.”

Martha walked up to the Massachusetts senator. He took her hand, and looked straight at her. Half a century later, she remembers his “unbelievable charisma.”

Kennedy’s visit paid off. On the night of the roll call, Wyoming’s 15 votes gave him the nomination over his closest rival, Texas senator Lyndon B. Johnson.

Though longtime Westporters Martha and Larry Aasen have been active in Democratic politics — and attending conventions — ever since, 1960 was not their first. Four years earlier, one of Larry’s North Dakota Republican friends got them into the Republican convention at San Francisco’s Cow Palace. They watched as President Eisenhower and Vice President Nixon were renominated.

Fannie Lou Hamer faces the Democratic credentials committee.

In 1964 the Aasens were in Atlantic City. Martha’s mother was a Mississippi delegate. That year, the biracial Freedom Democratic Party challenged the seating of the state’s all-white delegation. Fannie Lou Hamer gave a rousing speech. The governor urged his white delegation to walk out. Most did. Martha’s mother was one of the 3 or 4 who did not.

Forty years later, in 2004, Martha was a delegate at the Boston convention.  Connecticut was seated next to Mississippi. Thousands of delegates — of all races — paid tribute to the work of Fannie Lou Hamer, and other brave people who fought for civil rights.

Martha and Larry Aasen.

The Boston convention also featured an electrifying keynote speech by Illinois legislator Barack Obama. “Everyone there knew we were hearing someone special,” Martha recalls.

Martha was in Denver 4 years ago, when Obama was nominated for president.

She’d been back in Los Angeles in 2000, too. That was one of the few times  Connecticut had good seats. They were seated right in front, next to Tennessee. The reason, of course: Al Gore’s running made was Joe Lieberman.

Martha missed the 1968 Chicago convention — perhaps the most famous of all — as well as the others before 2000. She was working for the United Nations, and could not be actively involved in domestic politics.

Now 82, she looks forward to the upcoming Charlotte convention. The event has changed since the JFK days — more security, less spontaneity, and the nominee is known in advance — but they’re still exciting.

“It’s more of a pep rally,” Martha says. “You hear speeches, and realize why you believe so strongly in what you do. You go home energized, eager to support your candidate.”

And who knows? Some day, once again, a candidate may come calling on Connecticut. Just as John F. Kennedy did with Wyoming back when he needed a few more votes, wherever they were.

Couldn’t Make The Arrow Reunion?

Last night’s Arrow Restaurant reunion was a sellout — and a smash.

If you couldn’t make it to the Red Barn — a very appropriate, Nistico-owned place — here’s the next best thing.

(YouTube video of Dino Nebel’s story-telling, courtesy of Ray Flanigan, Bethel Photoworks)