Category Archives: Westport life

Janine Scotti: Playhouse Show Defines “Community”

Janine Scotti has lived in Westport since 1998. The former owner of S.C.R.U.B.S Cleaning, and Da Pietro’s Restaurant and Zest Café and Restaurant with her husband, chef Pietro Scotti, she is now a special education paraprofessional in Darien. Her children, Tomaso and Lucia, are Staples High School graduates, and University of Connecticut Huskies. 

On Thursday night Janine was very moved by “Tuesdays with Morrie,” the Westport Country Playhouse production kicking off the 2025-26 season. She writes:

Janine Scotti

My heart broke open, deeply touched and moved by this play. Deeply touched and moved by the 2 men on the naked stage. I don’t think I can use the word actors, because to me it was just Mitch and Morrie — a student and a professor. 

As the final moment arrived and Mitch played the piano, I thought about my own piano — the one I just played again after many, many months.

On top of my piano in the entrance of my home are photos of people who have been very special and dear to me. They are people from my community here in Westport, who have died this past year or so.

Also on the piano are my mother’s and aunt’s ashes, and a photo of the gravestone my mother had made in the last years of her life for a grave where her 5-day old baby Paul, my brother, was laid to rest years before I was born.

Janine Scotti’s piano.

Those people have taught me many things, but a common thread ties them all together.

They were selfless when it came to giving to their community.These photos stay in the center of my home, because their faces bring me joy and inspire me daily. I will share who they are with you. 

Bill Vornkahl: my dear friend from my church. Bill could tease me at the drop of a hat, but we shared a passion: parades and marching bands. Bill shared his talents with us all. For decades he organized our Memorial Day parade — a year-long task he loved.

Bill Vornkahl (Photo/Ted Horowitz)

Betty Lou Cummings: the first person I volunteered with in Westport. She filled my heart with joy every time I had the pleasure to be by her side. Her list of service to Westport is endless. I am grateful to see her smiling face every day as I pass my piano.

Betty Lou Cummings (Photo/Doris Ghitelman)

Carolyn Kramer: my quiet friend, my mentor on the altar guild at my church. I watched her ramp up her service to others every year of her life. Her presence in my life, watching her serve with kindness and gentleness, lives in my heart. 

Carolyn Kramer

Tim Lewis: From the first moment I met him at Kings Highway School, I saw his generosity towards others. When he died I went back to look at texts from him. He showed me how to see other people. He let me use his back yard to throw a surprise party for a 9-year-old missing her mom; he asked me to lead a commission, which blew me away, and he texted me when we closed Da Pietro’s, with kind words of acknowledgement and wishing us good luck in the future. He showed me how to see others in my community.  

Tim Lewis

The piano top is flanked by my parents and grandparents, who also dedicated their lives to their communities.

What are we without community? I feel blessed to be here in Westport, meeting people like you.

Mitch was lucky to meet Morrie. I was blessed that this play came to the Playhouse. It made me think about all of you: my community.

The 2 final performances of “Tuesdays with Morrie” are today (Saturday) at 3 and 8 p.m. Click here for tickets, and more information.

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Office Evolution Offers Flexible Space, Community — And Coffee

Happy International Coworking Day!

I should add — as we often do around holidays now — “to those who celebrate.”

And while this might not be Easter, Passover or Ramadan, there are plenty of coworkers in America.

And — this being Westport, where “work” often means “an office,” rather than a field or factory floor — coworkers are everywhere.

(NOTE: Coworkers are different from “co-workers.” The latter refers to colleagues at a company or business. The former — who we celebrate today — are people from different firms, or solo practitioners, who share a common space.

That space can be Starbucks or the Library. But even though both have 2 key work components — tables and coffee — they’re not specifically designed for coworking.

Office Evolution is.

Located in the Post Road office building across from Fire Department headquarters, it was the first flexible workspace in Westport. It features open spaces, private offices, conference rooms, a receptionist, mail plans and more.

Others coworking spaces followed.

A conference room is open to coworkers of all ages.

Laura Kaufman is the Westport franchisee. She opened in 2019.

In the 6 years since, Office Evolution has evolved. Her original customers were “solopreneurs”: therapists, accountants and the like.

They wanted a place to see clients that was more professional than home, but less expensive than their own office. Access to copiers (and a high-end coffee machine) were added perks.

Durng COVID, many therapists migrated to Zoom. Some still see some clients online; others have returned to Kaufman’s coworking space.

But a large new group of workers — attorneys, executives, entrepreneurs — have discovered the benefits of a flexible office.

Office Evolution includes coworking spaces, meeting rooms, and private offices (above), with a variety of plans and prices. 

They’re men and women who once commuted 5 days a week to New York, Stamford or elsewhere. Now they work several days remotely. But that does not necessarily mean “from home.”

Additionally, large companies use Office Evolution as an address for their “Connecticut location.” Their executives can book conference rooms, at reasonable rates.

“You don’t need a long-term lease, or deal with a landlord,” Kaufman notes.

“We provide internet, WiFi, and a receptionist who greets your clients and escorts them to you.”

Laura Kaufman (right) and receptionist Lindy Steinorth.

Plus, that high-end touch-screen coffemaker that “no law firm would buy.”

Writers appreciate coworking too. “We offer a change of environment. Maybe they just need a new window to look out of. Or a cup of coffee.”

Coworking also offers community. Office Evolution hosted a “member appreciation lunch” to celebrate International Coworking Day. There are Super Bowl pools (“as if everyone were working for the same company,” Kaufman says).

And Kaufman makes it a point to introduce people who may have something in common, either professionally or personally.

Coworking is popular nationally. But it is “having a moment” in suburbs like Westport, Kaufman says.

And that “moment” will continue to grow.

“My kids are in their 20s,” says Kaufman. “Their generation is very interested in quality of life and flexibility.

“They’re happy to be in an office 2 or 3 days a week, interacting with people. But they have no patience for commuting far.

“Coworking will be their expectation — and where they find community.”

Right now, she adds, “Westport is a 30-plus community. As soon as people start families, they move to the suburbs. We reap the benefit.”

Westporters who discover coworking spaces like Office Evolution appreciate the opportunity to interact across age groups and professions. “It’s a nice, organic way to live and work,” Kaufman says.

Younger people are not surprised to find a coworking space in Westport. Older ones sometimes are.

“They come in and say ‘Wow, what a great idea!’ — as if I thought of it,” she laughs. “I’m happy to execute on someone else’s idea.”

(For more information on Westport’s Office Evolution, click here.) 

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To The Man Who Killed My Dog

Nearly every day, “06880” receives emails from residents complaining about reckless, speeding drivers.

But it’s not only a 2025 issue.

Nearly 70 years ago, the Westport Town Crier & Herald — our print predecessor — addressed the problem.

Alert “06880” reader Siobhan Crise subscribes to Shaun Usher’s “Letters of Note.” Each week he emails important, interesting and/or intriguing letters he’s found.

The most recent one caught her eye. It begins:

In 1955, travel editor Richard Joseph and his wife, Morgan, left the intensity of New York behind and settled into the relative calm of Connecticut.

They adapted quickly to the slower pace of life, and before long had welcomed a Basset Hound puppy named Vicky into their home.

One Sunday evening, as Richard took her out for a walk, a speeding car veered off course and struck the 6-month-old dog, killing her almost instantly. The driver didn’t stop.

The following morning, heartbroken and angry, Richard sat down and wrote a letter addressed “to the man who killed my dog” and sent it to the local paper, Westport Town Crier & Herald. To his surprise, it was soon printed on the front page; before long, it had been reprinted across the country. In 1957, it even inspired a book.

The driver was never found.

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To The Man Who Killed My Dog:

I hope you were going some place important when you drove so fast down Cross Highway across Bayberry Lane, Tuesday night.

I hope that when you got there the time you saved by speeding meant something to you or somebody else.

Bayberry Lane at Cross Highway today. The long-dangerous intersection now has several warning signs. 

Maybe we’d feel better if we could imagine that you were a doctor rushing somewhere to deliver a baby or ease somebody’s pain. The life of our dog to shorten someone’s suffering — that mightn’t have been so bad.

But even though all we saw of you was your car’s black shadow and its jumping tail lights as you roared down the road, we know too much about you to believe it.

You saw the dog, you stepped on your brakes, you felt a thump, you heard a yelp and then my wife’s scream. Your reflexes are good, we know, because you jumped on the gas again and got out of there fast.

Whoever you are, mister, and whatever you do for a living, we know you are a killer.

And in your hands, driving the way you drove Tuesday night, your car is a murder weapon.

You didn’t bother to look, so I’ll tell you what the thump and the yelp were. They were Vicky, a 6-month-old Basset puppy; white, with brown and black markings. An aristocrat, with 12 champions among her forebears; but she clowned and she chased, and she loved people and kids and other dogs as much as any mongrel on earth.

A basset puppy.

I’m sorry you didn’t stick around to see the job you did, though a dog dying by the side of the road isn’t a very pretty sight. In less than 2 seconds you and that car of yours transformed a living being that had been beautiful, warm, white, clean, soft and loving into something dirty, ugly, broken and bloody. A poor, shocked and mad thing that tried to sink its teeth into the hand it had nuzzled and licked all its life.

I hope to God that when you hit my dog you had for a moment the sick, dead feeling in the throat and down to the stomach that we have known ever since. And that you feel it whenever you think about speeding down a winding country road again.

Because the next time some 8-year-old boy might be wobbling along on his first bicycle. Or a very little one might wander out past the gate and into the road in the moment it takes his father to bend down to pull a weed out of the driveway, the way my puppy got away from me.

Or maybe you’ll be real lucky again, and only kill another dog, and break the heart of another family.

Richard Joseph
Westport, Conn.

(This letter can be found in the book, “Letters of Note: Dogs.” Signed,  personalised, gift-wrapped copies can be purchased here.)

Soundview Summer Stroll Is On Today!

Sure, there’s a chance of showers midday, and possible rain late in the afternoon.

But that shouldn’t keep anyone away from today’s Soundview Summer Stroll.

The Compo Beach exit road will be closed to trafffic, from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m.

Bands will play rock, pop and funk music. A face painter (10 a.m. to 2 p.m.), photo booth (11 a.m. to 2 p.m.), and plenty of special kids’ activities will add to the fun.

Romanacci’s will sell food, and gelato.

And — with Soundview Drive closed to cars — it’s a perfect opportunity to stroll (with or without a stroller), Rollerblade, meet old friends and make new ones.

The 2nd annual Soundview Summer Stroll is a gift to Westport from “06880” and the Compo Beach Improvement Association, with plenty of help from our Parks & Recreation Department.

It won’t be too hot. Bring an umbrella (just in case…).

We look forward to seeing you at the Stroll!

Scenes from last year’s Summer Stroll. (Photos/Benji Porosoff)

 

Soundview Summer Stroll: One Week Away

We’re just a week away from the 2nd annual Soundview Summer Stroll!

From 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. next Sunday (July 27), Soundview Drive — the Compo Beach exit road — will be closed to traffic.

There’s live music from great bands and singers, kids’ activities and games, a photo booth and face painting.

Old Mill Grocery & Deli will sell some of their most popular items.

And there’s  plenty of room to walk, Rollerblade, bicycle, push strollers, meet old friends and make new ones.

It’s one of the most family- and fun-filled events on the Westport calendar.

A small part of last year’s big crowd. (Photo/Benji Porosoff)

The entire day is free — courtesy of “06880” and the Compo Beach Improvement Association. It’s our gift to the town.

If last year’s inaugural event is any indication, this will be one of the hottest days of the entire summer. And we are not talking about the weather.

Get ready to rock. And for the latest information, follow the Stroll’s Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/soundviewsummerstroll.)

(NOTE: We’re looking for a few teenagers to help organize games and fun for little kids, in 1-2 hour shifts. If interested, please email 06880blog@gmail.com.)

(Also note: As always, a beach sticker or daily parking pass is required to park at Compo Beach.

“06880” Blog Party: Westport Rocks!

Our 11th annual “06880” blog party was the biggest and best yet.

(Photo/Susan Garment)

Early morning rain and midday clouds gave way to blue skies, with just enough of a breeze to keep things comfortable.

Over 200 folks — those born and raised here, 97-year-old “Mr. Pickleball” Tom Lowrie, and 2 couples who moved her 2 months ago; daily readers, and casual ones; politicians and normal people — all came to Compo’s South Beach.

They ate, drank, chatted, stayed, and proved once again why “06880” (the online community, and the real-life one) is so warm, embracing and fun.

There was swag (waterproof pouches from Savvy + Grace; homemade jam thanks to Mary Lou Roels); beverages courtesy of Matt Bannon; music by Warren Bloom, plus the Westport Parks & Recreation Department’s help and hospitality.

Jam and waterproof pouch swag. (Photo/Thomas Samaranayake)

And of course, everyone enjoyed another spectacular Compo Beach sunset.

(Photo/Debra Krayson)

“06880” — the online community, and the real life one — feels truly blessed.

Rick and Totney Benson. (Photo/Tom Lowrie)

Matt Bannon took care of the thirsty crowd … (Photo/Dan Woog)

… while Warren Bloom entertained. (Photo/Mary Sikorski)

The Hive (Frederic Chiu and Jeanine Esposito, 2nd and 4th from left) and friends were in the house.

(Photo/Nancy Axthelm)

The Weinbergs’ treat.

(Photo/Thomas Samaranayake)

97-year-old Tom “Mr. Pickleball” Lowrie, and daughter Anne. (Photo/Johanna Keyser Rossi)

Lou and Marjorie Weinberg enjoy a moment. (Photo/Johanna Keyser Rossi)

“06880” Blog Party: 6 PM Tonight — See You There!

Sure, it’s hot.

But it’s always cool to hang out at the “06880” blog party.

Tonight (Thursday), we celebrate our 11th annual bash.

We’re all set for 6 p.m. at South Beach — the alcohol-is-fine-except-no-glass-bottles end, furthest from the cannons.

The morning rain has moved on. The weather forecast is “partly cloudy” — hey, that’s fine!

This is a bring-your-own-food-and-beverages event. If you’ve got something extra to share, feel free!

Bring a beach chair. And we can always use folding tables.

“06880” provides the rest: a chance to meet commenters and lurkers. Each year we welcome old-timers, newcomers, politicians and normal human beings. It’s a chance to talk, laugh and trade stories about this wild, wacky and only slightly dysfunctional town we share and love.

See you tonight!

We’ll be just to the left of this jetty (near the boat and kayak launch). Without the car, though, (Photo/Linda Gramatky Smith)

Unsung Heroes #390

We’ve said it before, but it bears repeating: Westport’s fireworks are the best party of the year.

But — like any party — it doesn’t happen without tons of work.

Planning takes months. The day of the event is long, hard and very stressful.

And even when the party is over, the clean-up work continues.

Our annual celebration seems to run like clockwork. This year’s was especially flawless. (A record may have been set: only 2 lost children.)

So how did it happen?

A lot of groups worked a lot of hours. With a lot of collaboration.

Thanks go to:

Parks & Recreation Department. They’re the front lines — and the back room (and everything and everywhere in between). The fireworks are an all-hands-on-deck event, and everyone from director Erik Barbieri (overseeing his first one), deputies Rick Giunta and Carm Roda (definitely not their first rodeos), down to the lifeguards and newest summer employees, pitched in.

From parking assistance and emptying trash all day long, to reuniting those 2 lost kids with their parents, Parks & Rec did it all. Special thanks to the clean-up crews, who went to work the moment the first revelers left after the last firework, leaving behind mammoth piles of chairs, tables, towels, flip-flops, food and other garbage.

By dawn the next morning, it was all gone. A kerfuffle ensued on Westport Front Porch, when a Westporter wondered why the clean-up had been so efficient that when she went back the next day to retrieve her stuff, it was gone. I’m paraphrasing here, but you get the idea. No good dead — or pristine beach — goes unpunished.

An early trash pick-up, long before the big crowds arrive. (Photo/Dan Woog)

Police Department. This was Dave Farrell’s first fireworks as chief, and his men and women nailed it. They too were everwhere — in cars, on bicycles, on foot and on the water — with constant smiles, and an eagerness to help. They were assisted by officers from other towns. And, it seems safe to say, they returned the favor on other days, for those colleagues’ pyrotechnics.

Fire Department. You never know what might happen, at an event that draws 10,000 people. But the presence of so many firefighters — with all their equipment — was reassuring to all. They were not called on for anything major, so they had plenty of time to offer little kids up-close look at their gleaming trucks, and toots on the (very) loud sirens.

Emergency Medical Services. Our paid and volunteer staffs were all over the place too. They are sometimes overlooked — particularly on a day that was as incident-free as possible — but we would be nowhere without them (and their ambulances, parked strategically and ready for everything).

First responders, smiling but ready if needed. (Photo/Laurie Sorensen)

Westport PALThey’re the beneficiaries of the parking permits. The money they raise helps fund sports and scholarship programs that impact thousands of youngsters. But PAL volunteers work hard, before and during the fireworks, to earn their donations. Congratulations to PAL president Corporal Craig Bergamo, and his crew, for their part in the party.

Melissa and Doug Bernstein. They’ve sold their toy company. But as devoted Westporters, they continue to pay for the show — out of their own, personal pockets. If there’s a better way to show your love for this town, I’d like to hear it.

Thanks to all I’ve mentioned (and I sure hope I haven’t missed anyone).

The 2025 fireworks are now now just a memory. But we would not have that memory — or the smiles on our faces — without you.

Doug and Melissa Bernstein. (Photo/Dan Woog)

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Book It! Westport’s Boutique Hotel Welcomes Guests

Westport seems to have everything.

Beaches. A town-owned country club. A historic Playhouse and popular Pavilion. A kick-ass library. A wide array of interesting restaurants, a vibrant downtown and high-achieving school district.

And when out-of-town friends and family want to enjoy any of that — a show, shopping, graduation, whatever — they settle into a hotel in … Southport.

Or Norwalk. Or Stamford.

Not counting the dozen or so rooms at the Inn at Longshore — now being renovated — Westport has had zero hotel rooms.

There were 100 or so until a couple of years ago, when the Westport Inn closed. But they were decidedly meh. (Though they were a step up from their predecessor, the really forgettble New Englander “Motor Hotel.”)

That puzzling hole in our hospitality heart has now been filled.

Last week, guests began arriving at the Delamar Westport.

Delamar Westport.

The newest addition to a small group that includes boutique properties in Greenwich, Southport, West Hartford, Mystic and (why not?) Traverse City, Michigan, the Delamar Westport will quickly become one of the buzziest spots in town.

Earlier this week, before the soft opening — only about half the rooms are ready; the restaurant won’t open until next month, the pool next year — I got a quick tour.

My mind was in New Englander/Westport Inn mode. I should have been thinking Delamar brand.

Each room — there will be 86 when finished — is big, but homey. The goal was to combine “classic New England hospitality and modern luxury,” and — at least in the rooms I saw — the designers succeeded. From hardwood floors to the definitely non-Hyatt bathrooms, these are not typical hotel rooms

A Delamar Westport room.

Three of the most luxurious are luxury suites. They were created by Christian Siriano.

The internationally known fashion designer has stepped successfully into a new realm. He also designed the lobby, a fun and welcoming space that includes a whimsical sketch wall.

Siriano did not have far to go for this project. He lives 2 miles away.

Christian Siriano, in the lobby.

The Westport Inn was in Westport, but never really part of it. The Delamar hopes to be very involved in the community. There are meeting rooms and private event spaces, for corporate meetings, weddings and special occasions.

They flank the restaurant, called Dandelion. The cuisine will be “coastal Mediterranean,” with Moroccan influences. It’s a stunning space, with outdoor seating. It’s at the back of the property, with plenty of greenery all around.

Dandelion restaurant.

Also in the works: a bocce court and fire pit nearby. And, in the atrium, a giant olive tree.

Besides filling a (desperate) need for a hotel, the Delamar will benefit from its location diagonally across the Post Road from The Clubhouse.

The golf and other sports simulators, huge-screen TVs and rooftop lounge attract the same type of guests who will enjoy the hotel.

As the first guests arrive, workers are putting finishing touches on the Delamar. They, and the staff who will be the public face, seem genuinely excited for the reveal.

When Westporters step inside, they’ll be excited too.

Finally, we won’t have to send out-of-town guests out of town.

(Click here for the Delamar Westport website.)

Fireworks 2025: The Follow-up

We hope you enjoyed this morning’s featured photos of last night’s Compo Beach fireworks.

Readers emailed a few more shots. So — though it’s not even July 4th yet — here’s another look at how Westport celebrated America’s birthday.

Red, white and blue scene. (Photo/Laureen Haynes)

No dogs on the beach. But the seawall is okay. (Photo/Michael Szeto)

Just another day at the beach. (Photo/Jerry Kuyper)

Waiting for the show. (Photo/Jonathan Alloy)

Keeping 10,000 people safe. (Photo/Laurie Sorensen)

The barge, where it all happens. (Photo/Johanna Keyser Rossi)

The Soundview scene. (Photo/Ferdinand Jahnel and Judy Auber)

When you gotta go … (Photo/DinkinESH Fotografix)

On the boardwalk … (Photo/Andrew Colabella)

… and, a few yards away, behind the scenes in the lifeguard shack. (Photo/Andrew Colabella)

One view of the payoff … (Photo/Andrew Colabella)

… and another … (Photo/Tracy Porosoff)

… and yet another … (Photo/Laurie Sorensen)

… and one more. (Photo/Sandeep and Tanya Galeria)