Weeks ago I received a call from Daniele Sbordi, an Italian restaurateur in the throes of opening a new restaurant in New Jersey. He and his business partner, a Frenchman, have migrated their culinary efforts to New Jersey from New York City. Their new gorgeous food and wine venture will be named Due Terre Enoteca.
Daniele's wife provided web research support, to find the perfect candlelight for the new place. Lo and behold glassybaby emerged during her web search. Daniele simply called our store to place an order. After we discussed a color palette and samples were sent...Daniele and company decided upon the exquisite choice of 40 Grandma Jane's Caramel and 20 Caramel, a beautiful pairing of color. We look forward to posting digital photographs.
Far from New Jersey and for that matter Italy and France we humbly reside in Seattle and I am forever struck by store passages. One of our beloved customers, mother of 3, called to check on the availability of a color: Given to Fly. As our phone conversation unfolded, Celia conveyed to me a moving story of her son Jackson and his memory. They had visited us early in the year. The new color Given to Fly was on the store shelf. I explained to Celia the meaningful story of naming this glassybaby. We had recently lost one of our glassblowers, Warren Farmer, a marvelous artisan who lost his life suddenly and much too early. In the wake of his passing...Given to Fly was named in his honor. By all accounts his ability to rock climb was preternatural, something to behold, something kindred to the awesome flight of a bird. Children hear us speaking and so did Jackson. His mother translated the tragedy to him on that day.
When his ski instructor, a young woman, recently lost her father to an avalanche...Jackson's memory and youthful compassion spilled forward. 'We have to get her a Given to Fly glassybaby Mom.' And so they did, so perfect and beautiful.
Until Next Time...Nicola