Perhaps the last photo of our new palm tree:
Then again, if we keep figuring out new ways to honor it, I’ll keep posting them.
Perhaps the last photo of our new palm tree:
Then again, if we keep figuring out new ways to honor it, I’ll keep posting them.
In a 2-sentence letter, Tesla has abandoned its quest to build a vehicle service center on Saugatuck Avenue.
Mel Barr — the electric vehicle manufacturer’s land-use consultant in Westport — wrote to Planning & Zoning director Mary Young:
In view of the public testimony, submitted protest petition and Commission concerns expressed at the Public Hearing on June 15, 2017, the Applicant has decided to WITHDRAW the above referenced application [#17-024]. Please REMOVE this continued item from the July 6th, 2017 Planning & Zoning Commission Agenda.
Public protest at the public hearing, and on “06880,” against Tesla’s plan was strong earlier this month. Reasons included traffic, noise, and the possibility that the service center could become a dealership sometime down the road.
But the comments section of “06880” was also filled with proponents. They touted Tesla’s plan as a strong, low-intensity use of the property, and an asset to Westport’s economy and environmental commitment.
The July 4th holiday — the biggest beach-going celebration of the year — is a good time to look back at Compo Beach of yore.
Here it was in the early 1900s — almost deserted, but ringed with wooden bathhouses:
The cannons were placed at the beach in 1910 1901. Shortly thereafter, a horse and cart passed by:
Here’s one of the rafts that were anchored offshore:
There’s a common element to these photos, taken half a century apart:
Rocks.
From long before the British landed offshore in 1777, right up until the late 1950s, Compo was not the sandy beach it is today. It was rocky, uneven — downright uncomfortable.
A major project created the Compo we know and love. It was not easy — but it was important.
Think about these photos the next time you complain about anything beach-related.
Like sand on the boardwalk.
As “06880” has reported, Compo Beach greets the 4th of July weekend with a couple of new looks.
The brick pavilion near Joey’s and the lockers is now topless. The structurally unsound roof has been removed. Funds for its replacement may be approved next month.
The result is a very new view — of the pavilion, and from within:
Meanwhile, a few hundred yards away, the palm tree by Ned Dimes Marina has a new name.
It’s brilliant:
A few weeks ago, I wrote about the Northrop family’s new venture.
Westport’s premier oystermen were planning tours of their admired-from-afar-but-seldom-seen-up-close operation on Sherwood Mill Pond. It was a chance to watch a very cool (and nationally known) business in operation — and to visit the mysterious house out on Hummock Island.
Last week, I took the tour.
I joined Jeff Northrop Jr. and his dad, Jeff Sr., plus a longtime Westport couple and a girl who just graduated from Staples.
It was high tide. On the Mill Pond that’s only 18 inches to 2 feet deep. But it was perfect for the boat. The weather was outstanding too.
As we headed out, Jeff Jr. said that his father’s great-uncle had dragged the 1747 house — originally built as a cooper shed next to a grist mill — across the 83-acre Mill Pond by oxen, at low tide, around 1850.

A photo showing the grist mill and adjacent cooper shed — now the Hummock Island house — hangs on the wall inside.
The pond was originally a tidal stream. It was dammed up to provide power to turn the water wheel that ground grain.

Relics inside the Hummock Island house include timbers from the original Allen’s Clam house. They came from the schooner Remson, built by the Sherwood triplets. The abandoned vessel is still visible at low tide, in the Saugatuck River near the William Cribari/Bridge Street Bridge.
Jeff Sr. lived in the house during his high school years (he graduated from Staples in 1971).

The Hummock Island house (left). On the right is an equipment shed/boat, added a couple of years ago.
A caretaker then lived there for decades, until he was 83. The next year, Hurricane Sandy devastated the house.
The Northrops painstakingly restored it. They did so well, it’s earned a Fairfield County preservation award.
It sits now on a tiny spit of land. But the island was once much bigger. In fact, Jeff Sr. said, the town still insists he has 5 1/2 acres there.

The view to the back of Sherwood Mill Pond — toward I-95 and the train tracks — from the Hummock Island house.
Jeff Jr. pointed out 2 machines. One separates oysters into 3 sizes. The other cuts them down to uniform shapes. In 1 hour, it does what once took a week.
Oysters must be separated, because smaller ones won’t grow in the same cage with larger ones.
The Northrops farm 4 million oysters at a time, below the surface and in floating bags. The Mill Pond is so nutrient-rich — and the water so pristine — that they take just 18 months to mature. Nearly everywhere else, it’s 3 years.
The Northrops supply wholesalers, including Pagano’s of Norwalk. From there they’re distributed all over the country. The 3-inch Hummock Island oysters are the highest grade — a delicacy prized by oyster lovers everywhere.
Next to the house is an equipment shed: the “Oysterplex.” Though it looks like another house, it’s actually a boat. (Jeff Jr. called it a “giant catamaran.”)
The Northrops hauled all the materials across the Mill Pond, and built it from scratch. When town officials questioned whether it was a structure or a boat, father and son rode it all around the island. It’s definitely a boat.
The Northrops are well known for their oysters. But there’s 30 more acres behind the Hummock Island house. Just as they’ve done with oystering, they’re now revitalizing clamming in the Mill Pond.
The tour over, Jeff Jr. and Sr. took us back across the Mill Pond. We passed a stick they’d found and planted. Instantly, Jeff Jr. said, ospreys and hawks found it.
The Northrops’ love for the Mill Pond is palpable. They know its history, its rhythms and its secrets.
Now the secret of Hummock Island is out.
And it — at least, its tour — is yours for the taking.
(The Northrops’ tours run through August. Times vary, depending on tides. For more information, click here.)
Posted in Beach, Environment, Local business, Looking back, People
Tagged Hummock Island Oysters, Jeff Northrop, Sherwood Mill Pond
Democratic First Selectman candidate Melissa Kane has completed her ticket.
This morning she announced that Rob Simmelkjaer will join her, in the 2nd selectman slot.
A member of the Zoning Board of Appeals and the Democratic Town Committee, Simmelkjaer jumped into local politics soon after moving here in 2013.
His face may have been known to Westporters even before he arrived. He’s been an on-air contributor for NBC Sports, where he is also vice president of NBC Sports Ventures. He previously worked at ESPN and ABC News, where as anchor and correspondent he covered such events as the Virginia Tech shootings and President Ford’s funeral.
At Dartmouth College, Simmelkjaer majored in government and philosophy. He also holds a law degree from Harvard University.
He is a volunteer coach with the Westport Soccer Assocation, and a vice moderator at Norfield Congregational Church. He and his wife Kathryn — a physician at Bridgeport Hospital — are the parents of 2 young daughters.
When NBC Sports moved from 30 Rock to Stamford, the Simmelkjaers looked to move out of Manhattan. They had friends here. The town’s friendly vibe, opportunities for children and excellent schools made it a no-brainer.
“This is the place I wish I grew up in,” says Simmelkjaer, a New Jersey native.
Always politically engaged, he volunteered with the Barack Obama campaigns in 2008 and ’12, and Hillary Clinton last year.
When Kane asked him to be her running mate, he was quick to say yes. “She’s a terrific leader, is passionate about the town, and knows we have to invest in our assets,” he says.
He is eager to face the budget issues “coming down from Hartford.”
He also is running because, he says, “with the big picture in today’s country, more people need to stand up and answer the call to serve.”
Believing in the adage “all politics is local,” Simmelkjaer says, “if we want to solve problems at the state and national level, we need to show we can do it here, in a civil way.”
If elected, he hopes to leverage his day job — working with entrepreneurs and tech people — to focus on “better uses of technology as a town, and with partners, to solve problems like traffic, parking and communications.”
Simmelkjaer also says that — though they’re not the Board of Education or Finance — the 3 selectmen have a role to play in “maintaining our top-quality schools. Whether you have kids or not, that’s important for us all.”
Four months ago, a recent Syrian refugee helped cook and serve a delicious Middle Eastern dinner in a private home.
She was eager. It was a chance to gain a foothold in a new country, one that really does offer the possibility of building a new life far from the the horrors of war.
Hong Thaimee saw the hope in the woman’s eyes. She too is an immigrant. She came to the US from Thailand 10 years ago. Now she’s the chef/owner of Ngam in New York (with 2 more restaurants opening this year), a cookbook author, global speaker and humanitarian activist.
Thaimee is also co-founder — with Westporter Evelyn Isaia — of Ratatouille and Company. A “sophisticated catering company with a social purpose,” the intriguingly named business helps women who face difficulties and challenges become self-sufficient through hospitality.
Thaimee comes from a family of chefs. Isaia spent 30 years in wealth management.
But ever since she was a teenager, Isaia volunteered for social causes. She’s a longtime partner with Social Venture Partners Connecticut, and a board member of the Women’s Business Development Council of Connecticut.
Last month, Isaia retired. Thanks to meeting Thaimee 2 years ago through mutual friends, a new career — and business – was born.
Both share a passion for culinary arts, and a desire to help others “bridge the opportunity gap.”
“Women often get the short end of the stick,” Isaia explains. “They can be empowered only by knowledge.”
With her ability to organize — and Thaimee’s passion for cooking — the new business is a natural.
It gained steam even before Isaia formally retired. Last September, they organized a black-tie tasting event in Paris. Thaimee’s cooking class and book-signing — and a gala dinner — raised €80,000 for the American Church of Paris.
Three months later in Greenwich, the Women’s Business Development Council was the beneficiary of a sit-down dinner and auction.
Now, with the opening of a commercial kitchen, Ratatouille is ready to partner with other organizations, including Building One Community in Stamford and the International Institute of Connecticut. Those refugee resettlement programs provided the path for the Syrian woman to start finding her new way in America.
Ratatouille’s owners are full-service. Thaimee works with the women on cooking; Isaia teaches them to make beautiful table decorations, serve at a cocktail party or 4-course meal, and organize the flow of a gala event.
Last month’s Middle Eastern dinner — a private party — was a triumph. Miriam Fawez made the delicious food, and learned how to present it artfully. Nervous at the start, by the end of the night — after hearing diners’ compliments, and seeing their smiles — she felt confident and happy.
“Mirian just wanted a job,” Isaia says. “Now she’s got a stage.”

(From left): Hong Thaimee, Fufu Fawez, Evelyn Isaia and Miriam Fawez, with food Mirian prepared and presented for last month’s Middle Eastern dinner.
The co-founders look forward to working with other non-profits, like domestic violence centers in Bridgeport and New York.
The word will spread quickly. Ratatouille is delicious.
(For more information on Ratatouille and Company, click here.)
Westport has welcomed pop-up outdoor dining.
A pop-up Halloween shop.
Now — just in time for July 4th — we’ve got a pop-up fireworks stand.
It popped up in the parking lot of the Rio Bravo/Julian’s shopping center — the one near Maple Avenue that was once anchored by Pier 1.
Of course, this being Connecticut, you can’t get the real, big, honest-to-goodness finger-losers here — not in the parking lot, or anywhere else in the state.
For those, you have to go to Pennsylvania.
You know: the Keystone State.