Song of the Day

Yesterday, I held my own personal Stevie marathon; I listened to nothing else the entire day. It's almost too solid a canon to pick a favorite. Almost...

On this one, Stevie takes it there, brings it back and carries your ass there again. There's simply too much emotion here for just one listen (plus, you know it's going to take a while to nail all the words to the chorus!).

Stevie Wonder, "As"

Art I Heart — Varnette P. Honeywood

My mom discovered Varnette P. Honeywood the same way I imagine most Americans did in the 80s — The Cosby Show. Remember this one, below, from the upstairs hallway, right outside Rudy and Vanessa's room?

Her collage pieces depicting African and African-American life were hung throughout the Huxtables' home and my mother was drawn to the vibrant colors and soul-stirring imagery. She then set about collecting pieces from D.C.-area galleries and museum shops.

When I read today that she passed away after a two-year struggle with cancer, I was saddened, but also homesick. For my birthday (I want to say it was my 12th), my mom bought me this amazing print, took me to the frame shop and allowed me to pick the matte and frame. It hung over my bed until I left for college (bummer that now it's sitting in storage because neither of us has ever wanted to foot the bill for shipping!). It was a collage portrait of three young girls — one African, one Civil Rights Era and one modern-day — and it read "It's chance that makes sisters, hearts that makes friends." Alas, I can't seem to find an image of it online.

Some of you parents might also recognize her signature style from "Little Bill."

Rest in peace, Ms. Honeywood. You made a beautiful, indelible mark. I am now going to coordinate that (long-overdue) D.C. to O.C. shipment.

Song of the Day

A bowl of Trader Joe's knock-off Rice Krispies, a sunny day and this...

Emiliana Torrini's "Me & Armini"

Wantables — The Free-Wheelin' Edition

By hsingping

The training-wheels are off of Little One's powder pink bike and she's dabbling in big-girl business right now. This past Sunday I witnessed her first independent pedaling — Daddy-free and without major or even minor spills.

It's taken an excrutiatingly long time to build up to this point, as we have somewhat of a scaredy cat on our hands. Despite our chosen technique of practicing on a gently sloping grassy hill near our house — the theory being that falling will hurt less — my daughter has proven intractable up until now. Many, many false starts. Lots of encouragement falling on deaf little ears. It's almost a complete rehash of my multiple failed attempts to learn (at the embarassingly delayed age of 8!). But it's true what they say: When they're ready, they're ready.

So, in honor of this milestone, I'm bike blogging today. Actually, cycling has really been in the air around here.

My husband has taken to daily exercise rides (!!!) and has been pretty disciplined about it, I might add. He's trying to get me as hyped on biking as he is. As annoying as the constant pestering has been, I'd be lying if I said it isn't working. Perhaps, he's gotten a little inspiration from my pal, Brad, who's been training like crazy to ride for the Pablove Foundation, which raises money for the fight against childhood cancer.

Then, too, on a recent trip to The Camp, I stumbled into Cycle Werks and fell in love...

This Alexander Girard beauty rounds up to $800 and I'd never ride it on the merciless hills surrounding my house. But that does nothing to dampen the longing! Not for nothing, I'd take any one of the Girard Amsterdam series (btw, the website at the link has a learning curve). If I had this gorgeous vehicle, I'd surely then be able to convince myself to purchase more than a few of the items included in this adorable Design*Sponge "bike madness" round-up.

But back to my daughter. It's only a matter of weekends before she's zooming around Greater Southern Orange County and she needs accoutrements! First up, we have to replace that ill-fitting, more-harm-than-good discount store helmet with something sweet like this one by Little Nutty...

Then, she'll need a bit of bad-ass chic (how menacingly cute would this look along with her newly-missing teeth?!)...

Plus, she'll need to announce her arrival...

(Honestly, this bell is cooler looking than her bike.)

Also on our frivolous checklist: protective pads. Any suggestions on cute knee and elbow cover-ups?

For the Love of Lists — My Portland Top 9

I get the SAD's real bad. In fact, living in sun-deprived San Francisco for a year nearly sunk me. So, I know that there is no way — despite its myriad charms — that I could ever live in Portland. But, man, did I love visiting. We were sorely in need of a family vacation and a four-day stay in Portland was pitch perfect.

Yes, it rained when it was inconvenient and was only sunny when it didn't particularly matter. Yes, there were several down-and-out scenes I didn't really need my cloistered daughter to witness (including a Ronnie Dobbs-esque dramedy between some drunk and airport security as we were leaving). And, yes, the family headcold squashed our biking plans. But that bohemian burp-up of a city was just the respite we needed after a long, dull Orange County summer.

We had the benefit of two back-bending hosts who took us to nearly every part of town — from the Oregon Zoo to Mt. Tabor, hipster boutiques to a truly super market. Behold, the list of my Top 9 sites seen.

9. Here's the oatmeal brulée and nutty bunny smoothie we ordered for my daughter at Gravy. Despite gorging myself on my own perfect Mount St. Helens-sized biscuit drenched in country gravy and huge mug of jasmine pearls tea, I still managed to gobble up what she so foolishly wasted. Cool art on the walls, a cool waitress, a bookcase stocked with kid-distracting picture books and great Mississippi Ave. neighbors (Black Wagon, The Fresh Pot, etc.) earned this place a gold star.

8. Yes, cupcakes are passé by now. But after seeing a crew of goo-faced smiling kids walk out of Saint Cupcake, my daughter pressed her face on the storefront window and began wordlessly pounding the glass like a zombie. We had little choice but to go in. If you can stand in this festive, miniature-filled shop without letting out even the most inaudible squee, you may possibly be a jerk. We ordered cupcakes and they were extra on-point. So many who've cashed in on the cupcake trend forget that they are actually supposed to taste as good as they look, if not way better. This place knows what they're doing. Oh, and there's a boutique in the back, too. Hello! Noun carries a well-chosen selection of vintage homegoods and handmade jewelry. It's like a small, non-mall version of Anthropologie. Plus, their slogan ("A person's place for things") had be giggling all the way down the street.

7. The service at the Alberta location of local French chain Petite Provence was so warm and friendly that I could've stayed there all day. I had savory french toast with grilled ham and asparagus and gruyere sauce. Slammin'! Oh, and the huge bowl of cardamom rum latté was nearly enough to lay me out flat. I never even made my way over to the sprawling glass case filled with pastries and breads, so I obviously have to make my way back there.

6. Bella Faccia Pizzeria is not much on ambiance. In fact, it's very much like a no-frills New York pizza parlor. And that's why I loved it. That, and the fact that the pizza was crispy, thin New York-style perfection. And let's not forget the good, fresh salad, a nice pitcher of local beer and a huge scoop of some crazy-good key lime pie gelato from Staccato Gelato. Yes.

5. The onset of rain made caffeine very necessary. At tiny, little Bakery Bar I found the perfect macchiato, which was the first/best of Portland's famed coffee that I'd find on the whole trip (added bonus: the banana bread with chocolate ganache).

4. We were only in town four days, yet we ended up in Grasshopper twice. The over-priced kids clothes in the front of the store had me feeling skeptical, but the far more affordable toys scattered all about helped ease me into this place (so many under-$10 options!). There's a very inviting, hands-on set-up and even the bathroom was thoughtfully planned. The staff was super helpful, too. When I discovered they didn't carry what I was looking for, one employee wrote out step-by-step directions to someplace that would. On the next visit, another voluntarily jotted down some notable kid's book titles for me. Our total haul included some of their vast Playmobil stock, very hip stickers by arty French toy brand Djeco and a copy of The Secret Lives of Princesses.

3. Man, was I under-dressed for Multnomah Falls. This is the second tallest natural waterfall after Niagara Falls and, even on a nice day, the surrounding area is wet. It should be noted that I've lived in mostly arid climes since I was 17, so I don't have any of that performance fleece, wind-blocking gear that seemingly everybody there but me was wisely wearing. My suede moccasins weren't useful, neither was the dainty Splendid 3/4 sleeve open cardigan I relied on as a "jacket" on that chilly day. So, you have a city slicker without a slicker, stuck in the middle of real-live, actual nature. Though this is an equation for lousiness, I totally loved it. The beauty of the falls was second only to the site of my daughter splashing about the trail in her froggy galoshes, marveling at the giant moss-covered trees.

2. Powell's City of Books — The next time I am in Portland, I will right my wrongs and apportion far more than a piddly hour at this bookstore. Ridiculous. I loved it so much and I only saw a fraction of it. In addition to an armload of used books (including this Strawberry Shortcake cookbook I loved as a kid), we snagged a copy of the new J.otto Seibold, which isn't even on Amazon for another few weeks!

1. The Bye and Bye is the bar my friend Liam owns with a few good friends. It is freakin' lovely. Weird to say about a bar, right? According to a Portland law, bars have to serve food and some (though, I don't think all) are open to minors until 8 p.m. The whole family headed over to the bar for some delicious vegan plates (yes, for real). They have cozy seating indoors and out and a design-scheme that is so very un-bar-ish — great art, modern colors, no squawking flatscreen TVs, no stale jukebox...my husband even gave the bathroom a good report. It doesn't even have that gross bar smell. I mean, how many bars do you go to and find people reading novels and working on their laptops while they sip? If you go, get the vegan grilled cheese. Believe me. Oh, and tell Liam I said hi.

Edit: I'd hoped to round it out to an even 10 by putting our hotel on this list. It was an old grammar school converted into a hotel — complete with hardwood floors, current and retro films showing in the theater and a cafeteria-turned-restaurant. All over the building, there was actual school memorabilia and our room was once part of the woodshop classroom. Alas, staying there turned out to be as fitful as sleeping in an actual functioning school, which is to say, noisy and uncomfortable.

Art I Heart — Kelly Tunstall

If you're reading this and you happen to be in the NYC vicinity on Sept. 4, won't you please check out this opening party so I can live vicariously through you?

We discovered Kelly Tunstall when I bought my daughter a cool Mudpuppy puzzle she designed.

Ever since, I've loved her lush paintings of chic doe-eyed ladies.

Likewise, if you'll be in San Francisco Sept. 10, there's a reception for the opening of this group show, which also includes Jeremy Fish, another artist I'm always checking for.

Portland-bound!

We head out for our family trip to Portland this weekend. Weather-permitting, we're going to try to get around town as much as possible by bike. Check out the sweet situation we're planning on renting.

This bizarre-looking contraption comes from Dutch company, Bakfiets. I was happy to find it because, unlike the standard rear trailers, it ensures my daughter will get a view of something other than one of our butts as we ride around town.

Our trip itinerary is heavily focused on finding amazing coffee and food, two things we seem to have so little of where we live right now (unless, of course, you're craving one of these). So, we're hoping the bikes serve many purposes — cost-effective, environmentally-friendly (not that I'm all up on that) and calorie-burning.

Mildly-Obssessed With This Band

What is it about Denmark duo Quadron that has me so enthralled?

I first heard them early in the year via KCRW (because I am officially in that geezer-ific demographic now). Since then, I've been trying to tell folks about them to the point where I'm practically on street team status.

I've been drumming my fingers waiting to hear of any tour news, with nothing but a few random festivals ever popping up. Now, I hear their coming to L.A. in October. According to their site, they play the Shrine Auditorium on October 23. According to the Shrine's site, that's the date Air is playing (though I didn't see mention of an opener). So, shall I connect the dots and assume they're opening for Air?

I love me some "Sexy Boy" and all, but I am not sure I could stand to sit through a whole night of Air's dreamy stuff. I have, indeed, been known to fall asleep at shows as varied as Sonic Youth and Blues Traveler (don't ask).

Is my mild obsession enough to make me down a Red Bull and eat those words? With any luck, they'll beef up their tour schedule to include some dates at, say, the more accessible (and affordable) Detroit Bar, or Belly Up.

Watch This — This Is A Dare

Yes, Frown Lines is, apparently, becoming "all 'Watch This,' all the time." Please bear with me.

I read about this tear-jerking StoryCorps submission here and initially dismissed it. I later saw it linked from New York Magazine and, once again, was warned that tears were guaranteed upon watching. I just had to rise to the challenge. I hardly ever tear up at sentimental stuff and this would be no different, I told myself.

So, I watched it and...

Danny & Annie from StoryCorps on Vimeo.

...I was right. I didn't cry. But only because I was being really, really stubborn. How about you?

Stereotypically Speaking, I Want Some Chocolate!

I seldom have one of these moments:

But today, it seems I've made an exception. All day long, I have been thinking about the sublime Tofu Chocolate Pudding (I know, I know...but seriously, it's actually good!) at Veggie Grill. It comes as the dessert with the kid's meal and I routinely snag it from my daughter because I'm like that.

The only thing stopping me from getting some is this: My little corner of the world is seemingly the only place in the world that isn't 8 million degrees today and the nearest Veggie Grill is about 20+ degrees away. Thankfully, I bookmarked the recipe when Daily Candy posted it months ago.

Now, if I can just figure out what a double burner is (and stop myself from just filling up on the remaining chocolate chips in the two hours it takes to chill), it's on!

Watch This — Marcel

I wouldn't do back-to-back "Watch This" posts if I didn't feel it was necessary. Know this.

By now, everyone has (or, at least, should have) seen this. I questioned whether or not to even embed it here. But I figured I'd like to go on record as professing my love for it. And, though I couldn't be a part of creating it, I could at least do my part to chronicle it for posterity.

MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON from Dean Fleischer-Camp on Vimeo.

I have so many snails in my courtyard fountain. I wish even one of them was as precious as Marcel.

Watch This — Japanese Fun Facts

Talking legumes that resemble puppies and disseminate arcane trivia. What have you been doing all your life, if not watching Mameshiba clips? Fava bean is the latest. So much weird Japanese goodness.

Wantables — The Back in the Saddle Edition

Wow, it's been over a month since my last post. I've been meaning to get back at it for a while now. Alas, I've always wound up shrugging it off and being just all-encompassingly lame.

Lame no more!

Leave it to Seed to inspire me to blog again. This Costa Mesa eco-super-store is an oasis for me; when I'm there (and just in The Camp, in general), I don't feel that spirit-crushing feeling I usually have when out and about in Orange County. Even though I'm not too terribly granola crunchy, or tree-huggish, I always want to buy everything in this store...even the camping stuff!

On last weekend's trip, I had to limit myself to a Livity sunhat (I got #38) and a Strawberry Shortcake picture disc from the used vinyl stacks. These other goodies caught my eye, too, though...

31 Bits necklaces and stackable recycled paper bracelets

These are gorgeous handmade fair trade accessories from a collective of women in Uganda. I could see pairing the necklaces with shirt-dresses and sweaters for Fall and giving the bracelets as gifts. Just a small criticism: Were there no Ugandan models available for the photo shoot? Their shopping page is a little Ann Taylor Loft.

Tiny Whales onesies and T-shirts

Okay, their site is kind of jacked up, what with the annoying music and the non-functioning shopping page and all. (EDIT: Just found out about their Etsy page, which is infinitely more functional.) The line itself is quite striking in person; really clever graphics, sophisticated color palettes and super soft cotton. Honestly, being the snob that I am, I was rather surprised to find out the designers are a husband and wife team from OC. It's a different aesthetic than I'm used to seeing in this Spongebob/Disney environment. Personal reminder: "When you assume..."

Kids Konserve reusable, waste-free lunch kits

Thankfully, my daughter's school serves an incredible hot lunch every day (as well they should, given the king's ransom we pay each month). If, however, we were stuck at one of those Jamie Oliver intervention schools, I might consider copping one of these kits. Each recycled cotton bag includes a cotton napkin, stainless steel water and food containers, and a little snack pouch. The idea is to eliminate plastic bags, paper towels, aluminum foil and the rest.

They are pretty much too good for kids. I mean, the total cost of all my daughter's preferred snacks all together (nori, apple slices, pretzels, yogurt and cheese) is nowhere near the $45 asking price. But can you really put a price on moral superiority? I think not.

Seed sells each of the kit's components separately, in case you need multiples of any one thing, or if you just want to try the Food Kozy out without spending a small fortune for the rest. I think I may buy a pair for field trips.

"Moon Walks A Tightrope" poster

We have been looking all over for a print to fill some empty living room wall space. I came across Slide Sideways' stationery at Seed and found out some of the same designs are available as prints on the Seattle couple's Etsy site. Great timing, too, because they're having a sale!

For the Love Of Lists — Rewind

Shows I wish I'd never seen so I could enjoy the pleasure of discovering them all over again (in no particular order).

1. Freaks & Geeks — Okay, this one's just starting to re-air on IFC. There is so much goodness in this show (the lame guidance counselor, "Come Sail Away," bitchy Busy Phillips, solar plexus-punching), but my favorite element was the delicious awkwardness of Jason Segel's mating ritual.

2. Buffy The Vampire Slayer — I actually don't need to have my memory wiped of this one. I can watch it whenever and wherever (provided my kid is nowhere near the TV). In college, this was the only show I actually even watched (too busy having a life for all the others). Enter pregnancy: My life slowed down A LOT and I rented and watched the series in its entirety. Now, if I could permanently delete Dawn, Drusilla and Tara...

3. The Wire (give or take Season 3) — Omar, Omar, Omar. Violent TV is not really my thing, but I made an exception for Snoop, The Barksdales, et al. Not for nothing, this reel waters the series down, but it's good for a little re-cap.

4. Arrested Development — It was too good to last (okay, if you skip the whole Charlize Theron storyline). I went around quoting that show so frequently — "Her?", "I blue myself!", "Marry me," "No touching!" — that I was nearly unintelligible to non-viewers. Linuses. HA!

5. Extras — I needed, like, prescription-strength deodorant and a box of tissue to watch this show. It made me so intoxicatingly uncomfortable.

6. Mr. Show with Bob and David — It's probably best if this one stays in my past, if I'm honest. It requires a lifestyle that's not exactly befitting a housewife and mother...

7. Chappelle's Show — Prince pancakes, Darkness! and The 5 o' clock Free Crack Giveaway. Laughing until you fart was always acceptable when this show was on.

8. Flight of the Conchords — Once upon a time, I came across Bret shuffling around a tiny L.A. neighborhood library. I made some weak-ass quip to him about wishing I had a camera-phone in my bag. Sigh. Good times.

I guess it's good that I've watched the show's two seasons multiple times; it makes my sing-alongs so much, um, "cooler"...yeah, that's the word I'll use.

9. Eastbound & Down — New episodes air in September. When I first came across this show, I couldn't believe it ever got made. Glad it did. Kenny Powers is so wrong, people.

Kenny Powers Is Back In September

Honorable Mention:

Degrassi Junior High — The original is what I'm talking about here, the one I used to fight my sister for the privilege of watching (we only had one TV to share and the Canadian series came on PBS at the same time as 21 Jumpstreet). These were accurately imperfect pre-teens with acne, split ends, jacked-up teeth and wardrobe repeats. None of the glossy wannabes you'll see on the show's modern-day incarnation. Thanks to Degrassi, I got my first televised inkling of the angst that I would later come to know and customize.

Art I Heart — Souther Salazar

Thanks to Drawn!, I learned of Souther Salazar's newest work, "Alejandro and the Idea Machine." This is a sculpted piece, which differs from the wall-spanning paintings I'd grown to love via various Giant Robot group shows. On his blog, you can check out a cute time lapse video of the piece's creation.

And if you're around L.A. tomorrow evening (which, due to a San Diego wedding, I won't be), he's giving a gallery talk at This Los Angeles.