Barefoot Wine Honors Ken Dunn of City Farm Chicago

Barefoot Wine City FarmYesterday evening I had the pleasure of visiting Old Town’s City Farm for a reception honoring Ken Dunn given by Barefoot Wine. Given Ken’s focus on sustainable farming efforts in the city of Chicago, he was picked to be one of Barefoot Wine’s Sole’s of the Year. He’s doing great work around the city turning vacant lots into farming plots, such as the one that we were going to have dinner in. He also has done amazing work with promoting recycling and the use of reclaimed materials – like what he uses in City Farm. His entire story can be found on the back of the Barefoot Wine Impression Red Blend bottle.

Barefoot Wine Sole of The Year

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve passed this particular piece of land on the corner of Division and Clybourn and not really noticed anything. It’s very unassuming and frankly without crossing through the open gate, you’d never know that there is a plethora of fresh produce and herbs grown there throughout the summer. The best part of that is the fact that 50% of what is grown is given to restaurants in the city, making the time from harvest to your plate incredibly fast. That’s the type of news that I enjoy hearing. In return for the fresh vegetables, which consist of things like collard greens, carrots, kale, and swiss chard, Dunn’s farm plots are given compost to plant their produce in. It’s a win/win (are we tired of that phrase yet? Either way, it’s the truth.)
Barefoot Wine City Farm1When I arrived, there was this beautiful set up for 40 of us on this spectacular farm table, and several bottles of wine, including the Impression, a red wine blend, waiting for us. I’m going to admit right at this moment, that I’m all about the sweet wine with dinner, but I enjoyed sipping the Impression for the evening. It wasn’t as dry as most reds that I have tasted, and I wasn’t focused on getting it down like I usually do with wines that aren’t as sweet as I usually like. I think that I could possibly purchase another bottle and have it with dinner throughout the week. Can you tell that I am definitely NOT a sommelier? :) If you would like to take a gander at all of the wonderful culinary fare that we dined on, you can check out my Instagram feed via @HFofNicholes
Barefoot Wines Sole of The Year Listening to Ken definitely provided a bit of insight about his passion for City Farm and the initiative. He broke down his reasons for loving these types of farm and most notably was the fact that it took unused land in the city and provided jobs AND fresh food for so many who need it. Up to $140,000 per year is harvested from each lot, and you can get 10 crops per year. That’s a lot from land that most people glaze over. Especially this particular plot. Since it used to house the low income property that was Cabrini Green. City Farm CucumbersAll of the produce was GORGEOUS. Of course you know, that since I am officially a grown up, I can refer to things like cucumbers, and collard greens and swiss chard as gorgeous. The leaves were full and a bright green, and there was no evidence of pests running rampant through the rows.
City Farm SkylineOne of the magnificent views from the farm. Our amazing skyline. Hearing about a farm within the city may be an urban legend of sorts for some, but it’s happening, slowly but surely.
For Intimate Gatherings Menu

FIG catering set up on site to cook our delicious meal and used various vegetables from the farm. Having fresh vegetables that were harvested right before cooking was another one of the best things about tonight. The food was super fresh, and wonderfully healthy. It paired many things that I would never have thought to pair and now, I can’t stop thinking about them.

Hopefully I will be able to take the houseful’s trifecta (the ladybug, and the twizzlers) to the farm to learn a little bit more about where our food comes from. I’m sure that they would love it.

Now, how about you? Do any of you have gardens at home? How much more do you enjoy the veggies that you grow in comparison to store-bought? Share with me in the comments below!

The Chicago Sky Home Opener: As Told by Mr. Houseful

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My first time going to a Chicago Sky game was supposed be waaay back when they played at the UIC Pavilion.  I had visions of checking the ladies out when we were trying to get our bearings from expansion to contender.  I’m a fan that way.  If given the chance, I want to start on the ground floor.  I watched, and rooted and kept up with the stats, but I never saw them in person.  I was really excited about our chances of doing something great in the WNBA when our best player was Candice Dupree. My excitement got kicked up a notch a couple years later when we drafted Sylvia Fowles.  I thought for certain I would have gone and attended at least 1 game then.  But procrastination and one thing or another always got in the way of my ability to go and watch.  I was a fan that never supported.  Don’t get me wrong, I bleed Orange and Blue (for both the BEARS and ILL INI), but I don’t go out buying their jerseys or going to games (well… maybe Illinois’ homecoming… I love my school).  I figured, this would be an opportunity to actually get to see the women I followed since they were in college.  I’m a huge women’s college basketball fan.  The ticket prices are more than reasonable, and, especially when they were playing at the Pavilion, I live extremely close.  Well, fast forward about 4 years, and throw in a few blog years for my wife, and I was presented an opportunity to see a game up close and personal.  Below is my experience. Continue reading

Healthy, Fun, Food Options for Children #KidsLiveWell

 I wrote this review while participating in a campaign for Mom Central Consulting on behalf of the National Restaurant Association. I attended a live event and received a gift bag and promotional item to thank me for taking the time to participate.”Kids Live Well In Chicago, a couple of weeks ago, McCormick Place was all abuzz about the NRA. No, not the guns and stuff, but the National Restaurant Association. This particular day, I was able to meet up with several other bloggers to see what the Kids LiveWell program had in store for us. Let me tell you, my five senses were delighted! The sights, sounds, smells, tastes and textures were almost sensory overload. Continue reading

Macy’s Celebrates American Icons

When you think of American icons, what are some things that automatically come to your mind? I’m assuming some of you answered with apple pie, barbecue, baseball. Or maybe some iconic Americans like Marilyn Monroe, JFK, Andy Warhol, Muhammad Ali, Malcolm X, Michael Jackson – I could go on.  Well, this month, Macy’s all around the country are paying homage to the Red, White, and Blue with some all day events highlighting those things.

I got in on the part of the festivities that included food, because well, I’m greedy, and who can pass up barbecue? Seriously, who can? No matter WHAT your food loves are, I’m pretty positive it can be thrown on a grill. I’ll wait while you think of all of the foods that prove my point. You’re welcome.

I really loved the way that the store was decorated for the day’s events, and while I wasn’t able to go to each and every floor, I did grab some shots of displays on the main level, before heading downstairs to see Barry Sorkin of Smoque BBQ on Chicago’s NW side.

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Chicago Children’s Theatre Presents: The Elephant and The Whale

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A few weeks ago, the ladybug and I, plus our neighbor and her daughter were able to check out the Chicago Children’s Theatre and Red Moon production of The Elephant and The Whale at the Ruth Page Center for Arts. The Elephant and The Whale is the last in this season’s offerings, and as expected was a visually entertaining piece for sure. Continue reading

Full Of Words Wednesday

LadybugCarouselI dare you to look at this photo and not smile.

I like this age. Four. Where a kid toes the line of being a “big kid” and still “mommy’s baby.” She does both well.

I love seeing how her face lights up when she’s figured something out. I also love seeing her little brain work at trying to trick me or Mr. Houseful into letting her have her way.

I can’t lie, it’s hard being the mean parent sometimes, because this is the face that I get.

I also want to showcase how awesome she makes me feel about little things. While I almost never get to take a photo of myself with the kids, I did have the pleasure of twisting her hair up, because she wanted to “look like YOU mommy!”

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It’s not too often that we get to hear our kids say that they want to emulate us. especially with a world being so social. Babies are on iPad’s now, so it’s not uncommon to hear of them wanting to dress like characters from their favorite children’s series. Not my ladybug. She wanted to wear a striped Henley just like mom, and have hair twists (albeit neater) just like mom’s. It touched my heart. And with Mother’s Day just around the corner, THESE are the types of moments that I don’t want to forget.

 

Augusta & Noble – A Study In Immigration & Deeper Conversations

Last weekend the cellist and I had a mom and me outing (he’s going on thirteen next month, so I’m not sure that I can have him using mommy on the blog,) and we headed to Adventure Stage Chicago, located at 1012 N. Noble St,  to see Augusta & Noble. Being no stranger to ASC, I was prepared for a great production, but not one that would leave me thinking as much as this one did.

Gabi is a resident of a West Town neighborhood in the city of Chicago which happens to be full of Latino culture. She is worried about her first day of school at a high school across town by the name of Northside College Prep. Among her typical first day of school jitters, Gabi is also worried about her father, who has to take an unexpected trip, her mother who is working too hard, and her little brother who she used to have loads of time for, but given her new academic schedule, she finds that she’s even struggling in that area.

What I did not expect from this production was a story that hit so close to the Great Migration of my grandparents from southern states to the city of Chicago. A great mecca to so many. I also saw correlations to the Underground railroad as well, but I will stop there.

Just know that there happens to be a coyote, a rabbit, a great blue spirit and lots of fence straddling between dreams and reality; Northside Prep and the desert; school and home. Gabi must learn to trust those around her and speak up for what she believes in – which is kind of hard when you’re only fourteen.

The play is recommended for children 9 and older, and provides great conversation starters all around.

The schedule has been listed below for your convenience, and I suggest that if you are in the Chicagoland area you should really catch a showing! All weekend showings are offered in English/Spanish subtitles on a screen above the stage.

PERFORMANCE SCHEDULE
Previews: 10:30am
Thu, Apr. 11 | Fri, Apr. 12
Weekday Education Matinees: 10:30am (also open to general public)
Tue, Apr. 16 | Thu, Apr. 18 | Tue, Apr. 23 | Thu, Apr. 25 | Tue, Apr. 30 | Thu, May 2 | Tue, May 7 | Thu, May 9 | Tue,
May 14 | Thu, May 16
Weekend Evenings: 7:30pm
Fri, Apr. 19 | Fri, Apr. 26 | Sat, Apr. 27 | Fri, May 3 | Sat, May 4 | Fri, May 10 | Sat, May 11
Weekend Matinees: 4:00pm
Sat, Apr. 13 | Sat, Apr. 20 | Sat, Apr. 27 | Sat, May 4 | Sat, May 11

*I was provided media tickets for a special viewing. All reviews are my own. Photos by Johnny Knight. 

The One Where Mr. Houseful Discusses School Co-Location

Mrs. Houseful’s note: Once again, Mr. Houseful joins us with his views on what has become a very personal issue for us. While the cellist isn’t in a school that is being threatened with closure (and with 53 schools on THAT list, it’s a travesty in itself) he is in one that has been cited for being in an underutilized building. Now with wanting to squeeze 30+ children into classrooms, we’re threatened by another aspect of CPS. Forced overcrowding at the hand of the CEO of the Chicago Public School System and our Mayor. 

It is impossible for me to understand why certain decisions are made, or why many bad decisions are defended and justified.  I understand that in many ways I am a simple, honest man, and with that comes some measure of naiveté   However, there are some cases or instances where I refuse to believe that I am extra dense.  I KNOW I can’t be this ridiculously stupid. I’ll be the first to tell you that I didn’t read the entire list of proposed school closures.  I didn’t even need to listen to the jeers or press conference statements.  I didn’t go on the blogosphere and read my fellow surprised parents, community leaders, passionate passerby’s, and CPS bashers rip to shreds the proposal.  I didn’t do that.  I stopped when I saw that my son’s school was on the list.  I stopped when a school that is worthy of the praise of CPS, and, transversely, for which CPS should be praised appeared.  Astonished is putting it mildly.

I’m going to be perfectly honest.  I can’t, nay, won’t complain about those school’s closing due to academic deficiencies, high rate of violence, high drop – out rates, sorely low attendance, etc.  I wouldn’t be able to fault you a ton for legitimately looking at schools that meet these criteria and deciding that closure is the best remedy.  I also can’t fault you for looking at the schools that meet the criteria and understanding that it, in fact, isn’t cheaper to keep her.  There is a point where these schools can become bad investments, and it would take more money infusion, but return, what by many standards would be, a less than desirable result.  I get it.  I understand it.  Here’s where I do start to complain.  I start to complain when you’ve finally found a model that works; where you finally figured out an academic system and method of delivery that has produced the results you’ve longed for years; where you’ve taken a location that was ill performing, closed it down, revitalized it, re-branded it, and reopened it.  I complain even further when this school that you’ve taken the time to turn around actually Turns Around.  I really complain when you take this school and put it on a pedestal nationally; showcasing it as a shining example that a little bit of elbow grease and good ‘ole fashioned ingenuity can make a difference in public education.  I get absolutely LIVID when I see this “example” thrown by the wayside and disbanded for no apparent reason.

Now I know that my son’s school is not on the “Closure” list.  I believe that the plan for them is called “Co-location”.  I think they chose the term “Co-location” simply because it sounds nothing like “Closing”.  It sounds better.  The way the Co-location is set up, they will be moved and placed on a floor of another academically similar institution (a school a few miles away.)  They will split the administrative offices, share library, gymnasium, cafeteria, computer lab, entrances, bathrooms, athletic equipment, custodial staff, cafeteria staff, etc.  The welcoming school from what I hear is a fine school.  They too are running the same academic system and delivery as the cellists’.  If you’re still scratching your head as to the problem, I’ll break it down with this scenario.  CPS’s proposal is to move an entire student population from their facility and place them on “1″, single floor of a facility that is built for 1 occupant.  Now keep in mind, both schools use the same teaching model and are both governed by the same administrative and academic program.  Both schools use the same types of materials, equipment, have the same school year.  So I’m a parent new to the neighborhood.  I go to the welcoming school to register my children.  I walk into the building and, to my surprise, there are two separate options; my son’s current school and the welcoming school.  I ask questions to make an informed decision.  I find out in all of my asking, that essentially they are the same school.  There isn’t really a difference.  I also find out that my son’s school has no identity at this location.  They have no footprint.  They’ve never been in this neighborhood.  I find out that they only have 1 floor, and that CPS made the decision to close their facility (after all… that’s how they ended up here at the welcoming school).  After the Q and A session.  I’ve made my choice.  Why would I pick the school that was moved into this building?  I’m wondering as I fill out the paperwork, why the school is even open.  Why would CPS put two of the same thing in the same building and then separate them?  I’m also wondering why CPS would allow this other school to occupy the current schools’ space.  The welcoming school was doing fine without these extra headaches, and now they have less access to their gym, cafe, library, etc.  Again… given this scenario, why would I choose the new school?  You’re providing me 1 option with 2 separate names.

Co-location for me is tantamount to Closing.  It’s just more inhumane.  They’ll let this school die slowly.  CPS will let this once bright light fizzle out slowly.  The school that Secretary of Education Arne Duncan, President Barack Obama, Vice President Joe Biden, and then Chief of Staff Rahm Emanuel all chose as the future of CPS.  The school that they used as the backdrop to Arne Duncan’s nomination.  The school that was an endorsement of his capability in the field of education.  A school that they were proud to put in front of the media; of whose students they were happy to take pictures with; of whose student’s they praised.  This school has done a tremendous work since its reopening in 2003.  My son was in the 1st preschool class since the reopening.  He was one of the children in the 2008 photos.  He will be an 8th grader next school year.  He represents the tremendous work that our current school has put forth.  His graduation will signal the first generation of our current school’s success stories from start to finish.  Here we are discussing this school’s possible closing, and ignoring the fruits of your labor.  You have a jewel in our school and our building, and to even consider moving it from its location and giving up on the model and location that has brought nothing but praise, great test scores, fantastic national averages, and (if you allow it to continue to work) a 1st generation AUSL class from start to finish.  These children deserve for CPS to not give up on them.  These teachers, administrators, parents, and volunteers deserve to have their work speak for itself.  if they continue to produce at a high level, then how can you justify killing it?  Our children have worked too hard.  My son has worked too hard.  My wife has worked too hard.  Frankly, CPS has worked too hard to build this program into the juggernaut it has become academically only to diminish it to 1 floor, limited amenities, and eventually a slow and painful death.  My son deserves better than that.  I’m sure when you consider this school individually and not as a number on a spreadsheet, you’ll realize this as well.

Macy’s Fashion: Featuring Matt Forte of the Chicago Bears

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I consider myself a pretty lucky gal. I got to hang out at Macy’s last week (again – I should really apply there. Hee hee.) and semi-meet Matt Forte and watch several men stand on pedestals and model clothing, and really, really, really bright smiles. I also got to listen to music from the 80′s and 90′s. You know, when you could understand most of the words (even though strung together they probably made absolutely no sense) over the techno or hip hop beat?

Macy’s hosted a Men’s fashion show right smack dab in the middle of the men’s floor, and provided all of the women who decided to come, (because who REALLY shops for the men in our lives) with live mannequins and the ability to sniff the men’s cologne in a much more relaxed manner than the way our perfumes are offered.

Matt Forte was in the building to sign autographs and chat a little with the people who came and stood in line to see him. It was packed, and he was gracious. It’s so nice to see someone famous be nice.

DSC_2246 DSC_2248 DSC_2249This duo was one set of dj’s present to pump up the jam for all of us in attendance. Did you check out the ol’ school 1′s and 2′s?
DSC_2251 DSC_2252 DSC_2253 I swear, I believe that all of these models had the obligatory tooth sparkle ever-present on television. The smiles were bright and they were so hospitable in posing for those of us with cameras. DSC_2254

This dj was spinning the 90′s hits. I may have cut a step or two in the middle of the men’s floor. DSC_2255 Can I just say that I’m a bit jealous at the ability to have people come TO you to take photos OF you? Really, they just stood there, and we flocked.DSC_2257 I did get to hang out with my friend Lisa and we struck a pose in front of the Macy’s step and repeat like any blogger worth their salt would do.

If you’re looking for free or inexpensive things to do in the city, that will also keep you up to date with the latest trends, check out Macys.com for events.

 I am a member of the Everywhere Society and Everywhere provided me with compensation for this post.  However, all thoughts and opinions expressed herein are my own, can’t you tell? :)  

Celebrating Fifty One

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On Saturday, my mommy turned 51 years old. Yes. 51. She looks great. Since I know that I’m cute, I realize that I will grow to be even cuter, because of this lady.

My dad informed me about a month ago that he was going to have her birthday party at McDonald’s. Yes. You read that right, McDonald’s.

Ladies, and gentlemen, if you’re reading this, you’re probably having the same thoughts that I did. RED ALERT MAN! YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG! But my dad (affectionately known as Poppy by the collective) stood firm in his decision to host a 51st birthday party for his wife of 30+ years at McDonald’s. Oh, I tried, and tried to get him to change the venue, but he stood firm. And because I’m a daddy’s girl, I stood firm in my support of him – and dared anyone to say otherwise.

On the day of her birthday party, we found out why.

My parents are empty nesters. They take little date nights here and there, and for lunch one day, they happened to stop in a local McDonald’s that was just built a little ways from our house. It’s “cute” for lack of a word at the moment. It doesn’t have a large dining area because of its location, but had enough for several people to gather. It was in this McDonald’s that my mom informed my dad that she could see herself hosting a birthday gathering there. Like, there. IN a McDonald’s. You know, the place usually reserved for kids who go gaga over the fries and toys in the Happy Meals? A McDonald’s. Full of reds and yellows, and burgers and fries. Yet also full of simplicity, and no atmosphere of NEEDING to impress others. You come, you sit, you eat, you laugh, you go home.

That’s what we accomplished on Saturday. I don’t think that I’ve seen my mom smile this much in a very long time. She was surrounded by friends and family, and the Sherlock Holmes of our family suspected NOTHING! I mean, it’s hard to surprise her. Really, really hard to surprise her.

But to see this look on her face when she walked through the door, was priceless.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesBecause she had truly been bamboozled. My dad had me create a red herring invitation to give to her stating that she would be going to Weber Grill. This is important, because she has duly noted to all of our household that she doesn’t want to see Weber Grill for a good while (I think it has something to do with my father’s love of it) and my dad REFUSED to go to Famous Dave’s (my mother’s love.) So essentially, the invitation was meant to make her grumble a little bit.

Before heading there, my dad said that he wanted her to come inside so that he could grab something quick to eat. She came in, and that’s the photo that captured her when she saw everyone waiting for her. She was happy, and that made me happy.

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Then the hugs started. Lil’ Miss Twizzler had her arms open wide to welcome Mor Mor to her birthday party and begin the festivities.

Houseful Of Nicholes. McDonald's , FriesSir Twizzler really came for the fries.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NIcholesMy mom and dad. High School Sweethearts. They’ve been through a lot, but they let me know that with God and a GREAT support system, marriage is well worth the rollercoaster ride.

McDonald's, Chicken McNuggets, Houseful Of NicholesI think that I should get some sort of compensation for all of these promotional McDonald’s shots. I mean, look at the cute kids!

McDonald's, Houseful Of Nicholes, Birthday PartyThe staff was phenomenal. In the background, you can see the store manager, Debbie holding my mother’s cake. She was a pleasure to work with, and didn’t make us feel like we were a big traveling circus having an adult birthday party in her restaurant.

McDonald's Happy Meal, Houseful Of Nicholes, McNuggetsThe ladybug enjoying her McNugget Happy Meal

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Mor Mor and the collective Houseful. I would like to direct special attention to the way that Lil Miss is posing. Seriously, who taught her that? My babies are growing up. It makes me a little bit sad.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesThe cellist had her to himself for an entire 8 years before other grands started showing up. The bond is pretty strong.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesNOT FIGHTING!!!

McDonald's, Houseful of NicholesMy oldest brother (and let me clear the air, that *I* am the oldest, he’s just the oldest boy) drove all the way in from New Jerey to surprise her. She was super happy.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesMy sister in law (married to my baby brother) and Mor Mor.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesBest friends since high school. This lady is the reason I hate bologna sandwiches. Apparently, she brought my mother one everyday while she was pregnant with me, and that’s all she wrote.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesMy mom with the most handsome man this side of heaven. I almost had a paparazzi moment here. I mean…oh…my apologies.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesMy mom and paternal grandmother. Let me just put it out there. Getting this woman to WILLINGLY take a photo AND look STRAIGHT into the camera while SMILING is nothing short of a miracle. She hasn’t liked taking pictures for as long as I’ve known her and this makes me happy.

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The cellist, his grandmother, and great-grandmother.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesMor Mor with all but one grandchild. That’s the nephew that can be seen HERE swinging on a tire.

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And a photo op that I normally don’t get to have since I’m always behind the camera, my mommy and me.

McDonald's, Houseful Of NicholesLast, but not least, the entire clan (minus my baby brother who had to work.) We’re all busy, we’re all adults now (it happened so fast) yet I’m pretty happy to know that we’re solid. There’s nothing fake about this photo, and I can say with great assurance that everyone here has the back of everyone here. Did I lose ya?

Anyhoo, she got loads of gifts, loads of laughs, and loads of hugs from her guests. My daddy did a wonderful job, and I’m proud of him.

There are other photos, but they are of friends and colleagues of my mom and dad, and I don’t feel comfortable putting them on the blog without consent. Also a housekeeping note, this is NOT a sponsored post, and not a post open to criticizing people who happen to like McDonald’s. I’ll be open to the picket lines later. :) Have a great day!