My Springtime

My Springtime

by Nadja Buseck

Nadja grew up in a hotel in the Austrian Alps. She studied the history of art, the theory of photography, and dance studies in Berlin, London, and Vienna, but left academia during her PhD on contemporary dance photography. After gaining international experiences in the arts –from interning at a gallery in Buenos Aires to managing exclusive culture trips– she decided to follow her own vision and founded Where About Now in late 2017.

Le Polveri

Le Polveri

Milan, Italy

The sister of Helios – the Sun – and of Selene – the Moon, in Greek mythology Eos, or Aurora, was the goddess that opened the gates to the light of day. Homer often calls Eos ‘the rosy-fingered goddess’. Aurora kneads dough, cooks and bakes every day but Mondays. Her tiny artisanal bakery with open laboratory is called Le Polveri (“Powders”), like the fine flour left on fingertips and the dark crumbles scattered on cheeks and tablecloths. Holidays are sweetly spiced and smell like cardamom, cinnamon and nutmeg. We love the abundance of big-sized breads and paddle pizzas, we love the delicacy of sweets you can hold in one hand – all made with mother dough, slow rising, and flours from small organic mills. You do not come here simply to buy bread; you come here knowingly to confirm Aurora’s skill to create a small world of calm, beauty and imagination.

SanBrite

SanBrite

Cortina d'Ampezzo, Italy

Pinecones and branches come from the wood, the vegetables from the home garden, cheese, butter and milk from the in-house dairy, and the fresh pasta from the family’s malga. SanBrite is, first of all, an act of love towards one’s own land and roots. On the field where he played soccer as a kid, today Riccardo invents his idea of Ampezzo cuisine, and the word spreads all the way to the town. His wife Ludovica sees to details, welcoming guests, and their little daughters…

Moorea Beach Lodge

Moorea Beach Lodge

Moorea, French Polynesia

Paradise Tahiti has the shape of this lodge on Moorea’s golden sand. Opunohu Bay, where Captain Cook landed the first time, is up north and looks magnificent from the belvedere. In the inner part, in the valley, the volcano’s caldera, there are neat pineapple plantations on a rust-coloured packed dirt. We are in Haapiti, though. The shallow water recedes at night, leaving circles of moonlit extraterrestrial seaweed. For a few days, you need nothing more. You sleep in front of the sea, relax in the shade of some high palm tree, and live on the long wooden veranda, while water is always on the horizon. The breakfast is a French-Polynesian brunch of unusual grace: fruit salad, any-style eggs, warm cream flan with toasted almonds…

Niedermairhof

Niedermairhof

South Tyrol, Italy

It was probably on a Saturday afternoon, at the special time when the sun disappears behind a mountain. There were two rooms in our name at Niedermairhof. Helmut and Kathrin were in the courtyard, and he was sitting on the tractor holding their ecstatic son on his lap…

  Vanira Lodge

  Vanira Lodge

Tahiti, French Polynesia

Tahiti is an island and, at the same time, a people always keeping an eye on the ocean and another one on the mountains. They pray to the water and then to the forest, as if they were two symbiotic beings. Vanira lodge lies on a hill, steep enough to plunge into light dawns and deep sunsets, high enough to touch star-quilted night skies, close enough to Teahupoo’s waves to hear them rumble, close enough to the mountains to climb them. A green hill on the southern coast of Tahiti Iti, la Presqu’île, the wild part of the island, the one we love more. Evening comes quickly with the taste of lobster with honey, and morning comes quickly with the smell of coconut bread and banana and mango jam…

Shibumi

Shibumi

Los Angeles, USA

‘Did you manage to land a seat at Shibumi? Fine.’ This expected Downtown new opening is genius, since you have to find it as if it were a real izakaya in Tokyo, at the foot of some anonymous building on a signless road, as if they were all perfectly hidden. We are in Downtown, next to a car-repair garage on dark Hill St. A mouth-window shows nothing and you draw aside a dark Japanese curtain to cross the threshold. The long bar-counter and some small tables stand in sharply cool semi-darkness, while the music plays…

Serendipity

Serendipity

Valtellina, Italy

‘Serendipity’ is someone’s predisposition to stumble on fortunate discoveries, a word coined in 1754 by author Horace Walpole, who wrote it in a letter to an English friend living in Florence. It comes to our minds while we listen to Antonella’s story. She moved here from Venice, and here she takes care of her buen retiro, Il Dosso Maroggia, where she welcomes travelling guests and benefits this benevolent land as if it was her grandparents’ birthplace. Each morning we wake up in a room that reveals a woman’s instinct for beauty, we go down hundred-year-old narrow stairs and caress with the eye a wide landscape of slopes, plains and declivities enveloped by the first light…

Botanica Restaurant & Market

Botanica Restaurant & Market

Los Angeles, USA

Nowadays, in the metropolis worldwide there are these fantastic addresses enlivened by a vision of ‘healthful cooking’ and populated by slim hipsters. We have some reservations about them, but nonetheless they appear in our notebook. Well, sitting at eleven a.m. on the wooden bench outside Botanica’s window with a big cup of boiling daily brew and a thick slice of almond-orange-honey breakfast cake and roasted fruit now belongs to our new routine in LA…

OMAH APIK

OMAH APIK

Bali, Indonesia

There are landscapes that can communicate their therapeutic potential at a first glance. The view from the rooms of Omah Apik, is lost in the horizon designed by a multitude of rice fields and the high fronds of a dense tropical forest. A place that recalls and preserves the charm and beauty of one of Indonesia’s most visited islands, Bali. Born to host a large family, and only later transformed into a hotel, Omah Apik is a home where you can reconnect and discover a slow dimension of travel, in which be thrilled by the flowing of time simply by observing the changes of light reflected in the rice paddies from sunrise to sunset…

Palette Food and Juice

Palette Food and Juice

Los Angeles, USA

Beyond Los Feliz and Silver Lake, beyond Los Angeles River where one fly-fishes, to Atwater Village. That is where our sweetest and most elegant friend in Los Angeles, Kathy, took us. I hope you have already been there. The Eastside is genuine and contemporary, the signs on Glendale Boulevard range from department stores that sell 3-dollar t-shirts to the most advanced Californian bakery (Proof Bakery). Glendale Blvd is not so attractive, but in a few meters, we found some of our favourite boutiques in town (AVION Clothier, Individual Medley). Not to mention Palette, our idea of a fast casual lunch: a large ceramic bowl filled with any possible combination of corn, pulses, vegetables, proteins and sauce. The most unconventional dishes are bison bone broth and stewed meat, and the bison is clearly grass-fed in a well-known farm.

Zucker Bakery

Zucker Bakery

New York, USA

This small Jewish place, this tearoom – as we would call it – is the place that most of all reminds you of a familiar embrace, a sweet hold you know well and makes you feel contented even if it doesn’t last long. We spend time here as in a home parlour, ordering one of each type of biscuits, a round pastry with pomegranate jam, a meringue and coconut bar, and a spiced plait with dates. This is a quiet elegant place, that’s all. It is our hiding place in the East Village, or maybe in the whole Manhattan.

Villa Tereze

Villa Tereze

Marche, Italy

“The only true voyage of discovery would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes.” (Marcel Proust). Beyond hills that lean on one another at the horizon, sleepy national roads, harmonic rows of vines and iridescent olive trees, home vegetable-gardens and fallow fields. Beyond woods bordering between the slopes, where nature got the better of it, beyond friendly squares in tiny villages, and millenarian strongholds hanging on the highest rises, Renate often waits under the pergola for a Japanese musician, a Polish chef, or a London family to arrive

Patisserie Burrow

Patisserie Burrow

New York, USA

After Manhattan’s wonderful noise and eccentricity, you look for Burrow’s composure and silence. You will admire the symmetric sweets display with puff-pastry elephant ears, toasted-green-tea biscuits, nostalgic cherry granola, and almond croissants. Here, everything is reduced on a perfection scale and enjoyed in a tiny aesthetic peace. The owner and chef Ayako Kurokawa goes in and out the kitchen in her indigo linen apron, refilling trays with sweet and savoury morsels. She was born in Hokkaido, and she cannot tell how long she has been cooking these French, Breton, or simply Japanese delicacies in New York City. In the small lobby of the offices at 68 Jay Street, Dumbo, Williamsburg, NYC.

Woodspoon

Woodspoon

Los Angeles, USA

Downtown LA is our wonderful compromise to be halfway between the Arts District and Silver Lake – that is, where we like to wander in Los Angeles. What is brilliant about it is that every time we come back, we find a bunch of new places we can walk to and have dinner in, after a warm shower, when driving somewhere else is the last thing on our mind. It kind of feels like being a young neighbourhood couple. Our friend Carl suggested Woodspoon when one of our favourite restaurants in Little Tokyo closed…

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