Gil Bouhana, bar director at Sir Henri, sums up the spirit of fall cocktails in two words: "Go darker." Darker flavors, darker spirits. Fall is smoke, sage and cardamom; fall is aged rum, sherry. And it's important to note, fall is not winter — Summer isn't wholly forgotten. You are welcoming the changing season, confronting the impending cold fronts with a toast.
What if we could create something that captured the beauty and care of formal silver, but was built to last through thrice (or more)-daily use, dishwasher cycles, dinner parties, and breakfasts for one? What if it was engineered with superior architecture that made pasta wrap better, butter spread smoother, and the simple stir of your morning coffee just that much more pleasant?
Welcome to the world of slow fragrance. We obsessively crafted and edited our candles and diffusers with the hope that you would respond to the first sniff without a particular scent note in mind.
Moms give good advice – they can’t help it. It’s all part of their obsessive work raising great humans (yes, you). So forgive them for the occasional nag, or better yet, use it to inform your gift-giving process. And when she opens up the box this May 14th, it’ll make her realize what’s she’s been hoping all along: you were listening.
In T.S. Eliot’s first-ever published poem in 1915, he introduced the world to measuring out one’s life in coffee spoons. Eight decades later, Jonathan Larsen, an original “voice of a generation,” brought us Rent on Broadway, and riffed on measuring time in daylight, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. So, why not measure out a particular weekend in the plates, spoons, bowls, and complications that arise in an only somewhat fictional Manhattan apartment?
You might not imagine that in the year 2017 there would be a patron saint of domesticity. Especially not one with an Esquire column, an open-minded take on what “making the bed” really means, and a New York Times bestseller that references both vomit and Martha Stewart. In the title.