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I am a violinist. I also enjoy running, working out, reading, and hanging with my friends and cat.

Boulder

I am just stopping in to tell you that I’m having a wonderful time on vacation.  Isn’t it grand?  Don’t you wish that YOU were on vacation? 

And you say, Hannah, weren’t you already on vacation? Well, kind of.  I was moving and taking a break from teaching but now I am actually on vacation.  You know, the kind where you fly somewhere, and rent a car and the rental company takes complete advantage of you by charging you for the supplemental insurance even though you told them you didn’t want it, and then later when you call tells you you’d have to return to Denver to fill out new paperwork (Yes, I’m looking at you, Payless Rental Cars, and I won’t ever be looking at you again, because that is a lousy precedent—if my husband says NO don’t try to sneak it back in.  And then don’t be an ass on the phone.)

We are visiting my sister Leslie and her fiancé Peter, and our friend Dave, who are all at the Colorado Music Festival, which is in Boulder, Colorado.

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Initially I thought, I don’t want to tell my readers we are out of town.  You worry about safety and that kind of thing.  Robbery.  But our new place is a lot more safe and secure than any of our previous houses have been…so I am not worried.  Besides which I’ve been showing off on twitter and instagram…so…

Anyway, I said I was just stopping in.  We got into town yesterday, had lunch at Illegal Pete’s, shopped and walked around in the afternoon, dinner at the West End Tavern.

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Leslie and I outside the Laughing Goat, which is evidently Boulder’s best coffeehouse.  The vanilla lattes were good.

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Posing with what I think of as the Boulder Boulder.  I don’t think that’s what it is called, however.

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Then…(and this is huge for this St Louis girl)…it started to RAIN!  And it rained, and it poured.  And we got a little bit wet, which was fun at first, and then I remembered why rain is annoying.  But it was a really nice change from NOT having any rain.  (That’s some quality writing, right?).

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This morning Leslie and hiked up to the Royal Arch.  This is a crappy photo because the light was difficult, but that’s me at the top.  Interesting fact about hiking:  going down is easier than going up.

I’ve taken a ton more pictures, but I have taken most of them on my regular camera, and I forgot to bring the USB cable, so I’ll share them later.

 

Growlers Pub

I’ve had a very exciting and informative weekend at the Food Media Forum (if you follow me on twitter or instagram you’ve seen a bit of that) but I wanted to collect my thoughts a bit before I blogged anything else about that.

Thursday night my favorite photographer (and friend) Sarah Crowder tweeted me asking if Chris and I were available Friday evening to meet at a restaurant called Growlers Pub in Sunset Hills for a photo shoot in exchange for free appetizers.  I thought it sounded like fun, and we were free since we were both on vacation, so we figured why not.  She wanted to get a group of people to help out—Growlers had hired her to take some pictures for their website of the food and of their back patio, and they wanted to make sure they had enough people around to make the place look popular and fun.

Unfortunately all of our friends already had plans or were out of town, but we headed over.  We had no idea what to expect, but the patio was great—it was large and very open, with a bar outside and the serving staff were all very friendly.  The bartender was informative about the beer (and to clarify, I am writing this on my own, I wasn’t compensated for THIS post 😉 ) and Chris and I ordered a couple of IPAs.  I had one of those fun moments where the bartender assumed I would order some “lady” drink, so instead I ordered a Stone IPA.  I told him “I don’t drink beer very often, but when I do, I like a really hoppy beer.”  The weather was gorgeous for once, not too hot, and breezy enough to stay cool in the shade, so we were enjoying ourselves.

I guess Sarah was photographing the food inside, because after a few minutes some of the staff brought out a ton of appetizers and food for us to try—it was the stuff she had already photographed, and it was going cold.  They also brought another beer. They gave us a few plates and took some other plates to another table.

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This was all for the two of us.  We didn’t even make a dent since we had dinner plans afterwards.  The wings were tasty though, and the bread pudding would have been really good if it had been warm.

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Chris was enjoying some of the flatbread as well.

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Sarah and Chris were wearing matching shirts.  Sadly I had not gotten the memo.

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Yellow and purple go well together though, right?

Anyway, she took some close up shots of us chatting and drinking, and just enjoying ourselves.  The band was good too—it was the Ali Jaye Duo.  I have no idea how the pictures turned out, or if we’ll end up being on the website, but it was fun.  Chris is really getting good at getting his picture taken.  And Sarah Crowder is always a delight to work with—her enthusiasm and energy is infectious and she is just one of my favorite people!  We have another potential project coming up and hopefully it’ll work out too.

Mariachi Madness

Chris and I have wanted to see our friend Elizabeth’s Mariachi band for awhile and the other night we finally had our chance.  She plays with the band “Mariachi Los Compadres” and they play on the second and fourth Wednesdays of each month at El Paisano Mexican Restaurant.  We decided to go for dinner.

It was SO MUCH FUN!  We thought it would be enjoyable to see her play, but the band was great and it was a wonderful evening.  The food is fine, nothing terribly exciting, but not terrible, and the margaritas are very good.

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(the remnants of our margaritas!)

The band moved around a bit, so no matter where you sit, you are guaranteed they will play up close to you for at least one song.  Elizabeth wants me to join the band or play when she can’t, and I’m seriously considering it—they seemed like a fun bunch and the music was very enjoyable.

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(elizabeth, looking good)

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(playing the violin, why so serious?)

The costumes are pretty fantastic as well, aren’t they?  Chris wants me to play just for the costume.

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(This guitar player was one of our favorites.)

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We met up with Joe and Michelle—they live very nearby.

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(Don’t ask why my neck is so weird looking.)

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(The whole band!)

All in all it was a great night, and we would go again.  And maybe I’ll play with the group someday soon.  Being a violinist gives me so many options, doesn’t it?

Mission Possible (book giveaway!)

I was recently given a paid opportunity to read and report on the book Mission Possible by Eva Moskowitz and Arin Lavinia.  We’ll take a break from our regularly scheduled "Hannah"-centric, (completely narcissistic and wonderful) reading and further our minds!  One lucky reader will win a copy of the book.

(Contest is closed, winner was comment #4 using a random number generator, congrats to melissa, and thanks to all for entering!)

The following is a sponsored post: I was compensated for this post.  All opinions expressed are my own, however.

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First a brief (well, sort of brief) synopsis of the book I was asked to read:

Mission Possible, by Eva Moskowitz and Arin Lavinia, tells the reader how the Success Academies work.  It starts with the background and history of the schools, and then goes into great detail about the philosophies, priorities, and principles that the schools use to create success.

Chapter One is titled: What’s wrong with American Schools?  Most people agree that the American public school system is broken but what people don’t agree on is how to fix it.  The book argues that the main problem is that the bar is set very low for everybody involved:  Students, Teachers, and Parents.  In order to succeed, the bar must be set high and the competition should be fierce. 

Chapter Two talks about how school should be a magical place, somewhere students WANT to be.  How does this happen?  By involving everybody, by staying very busy, learning all kinds of different things every day, being very hands on with projects, lots of field trips, going above and beyond.  It’s the little things, like keeping the facilities clean and welcoming, and it’s the big things, like just assuming all of the children will go to college and teaching with that assumption, and by always making the lessons challenging and interesting.  The parents are required to be involved with their children’s learning, from helping to their homework, to observing classes, to staying in close touch with the teachers and the principals.

Chapter Three tells us that it is all about the adults.  The teachers, the principals, the parents are all important to success.  The schools provide hundreds of hours of training to the teachers every year.  The teachers are also given plenty of time during the school day for planning and lesson preparation.  The better prepared they are to teach the better they will teach. (does this mean the teachers don’t have to take much work home? I presume this would create a much better sense of job satisfaction…)

Chapter Four is about speed.  Rather than teaching slow enough that all the children can get it, and boring half of the students, the academies encourage the teachers to teach as quickly as possible, setting the bar very high and encouraging the students to meet the high standards and learn quickly.  In fact everything at the school happens in a speedy manner.  When the principal observes a teacher, the teacher doesn’t have to wait several weeks for the results but instead he or she learns immediately what they can improve upon. 

Chapter Five goes into more detail about raising the bar and teaching with joyous rigor.  (Side note: So far this has been the biggest point that resonated with me:  I personally love to teach with high standards, both for myself and for my students, and I always learn best when the bar is set high as well.  I love the idea that the students will meet your expectations, so set them VERY high!) The chapter talks about how sometimes if the bar is set too high, the teacher might have to teach something again another day, but that is it better to try it at a very high level first and fail than bore many of the kids and lose that magic.  Most important is that you never talk down to the students.  They are short, not stupid!

Chapter Six is about the importance of reading, and really getting the students to understand what they are reading.  It goes into great detail about how the teachers prepare for class ahead of time so that they can really help the students.  Chapter Seven does the same thing but with writing. 

Chapter Eight sums it all up.  I suppose really one could just read Chapter Eight!

As part of the post, I was asked to think about and answer the following writing prompt:

Stagnation, being unable to accomplish one’s job at a high level, is one of the greatest sources of low teacher morale.  Why do you think this country treats teaching so differently than it does other professions?

The adage "those who can’t, teach" has been a great disservice.  People seem to feel that those teaching children do so because they love children, seen as a weakness, or because they aren’t good at anything else.  After all, how hard could it be to teach something "easy" to children?  Since people think it is easy, they also think teachers shouldn’t be paid much, because it’s easy to teach children, and also, isn’t teaching children a silly job, just a step above babysitting? 

The problem is of course that it is exceedingly difficult to be a great teacher.  Especially when you are fighting against the existing stereotypes in our culture that teaching is both easy and unimportant.  Yet the teachers are the ones being blamed for our children not learning…and everybody is fighting about it rather than working together to make things better.

How many times have we heard the expression, those who can’t, teach?  As a teacher myself, I know this is simply not true.  If I couldn’t do something, how on earth could I teach it?  But conversely, even if I can do something, how do I teach someone else how to do it?  That is one of the things that many teachers have to learn on their own, but in the Success Academies the teachers are taught how to teach better, and this learning continues through their careers.  The teachers are constantly being challenged to do better and are actually given the time and tools to improve.  I believe that this must create very high morale.  They don’t just come out of college or graduate school, start teaching, and then occasionally take a class.  They are constantly being taught new and better ways to teach, and being helped and encouraged along the way.  To me it sounds demanding but exciting, and that’s a great place to be.

Okay, now for the fun. One lucky reader will receive his or her OWN copy of Mission Possible! I can only ship to addresses in the US, so I apologize to any other readers.  If you would like a copy, please comment below.  For an additional entry, please tweet "I want to win a copy of Mission Possible from hannahviolin.me @hannahviolin #readmissionpossible" and leave another comment telling me you did so.  Good luck!  I will randomly choose a winner on Monday, August 6.  (Open to US and Canadian readers only.)

CONTEST IS CLOSED! 

Getting my run on

I was planning to go to the gym today.  Chris even told me I should go, because it was really hot outside.  But after I did some other stuff, I just wanted to go run outside.  I know, I KNOW that I would have gotten a better workout if I’d run on the treadmill, but I would have been so bored.  I’m so whiny, aren’t I?

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I’m making a really weird face here.  I’m not sure why I thought the internet would enjoy that.

I got honked at no less than three times.  I was reminded of that bit Jerry Seinfeld does about why do men honk at women.  Do they expect them to kick off their heels, run after the truck (in this case, it’s always a truck), calling out “I’m so glad you honked, I had no idea how you felt!”  Nothing makes me feel more beautiful than a couple of incredibly disgusting men honking or yelling out of their vehicle.

Seriously, what is wrong with people?  When I see an attractive, shirtless man running, I don’t honk.  I just stare.  Hmm.  Or maybe then somebody honks at me as my car is swerving out of control.  I’m kidding.  Women never objectify men.

I think, though, that my point is, no good comes from honking, unless you are just showing off to your friends that a) your horn works and b) you aren’t afraid to honk at a female.  WIN.

Oh, and Happy Birthday to my sister Leslie!  Here’s last year’s blog post because I’m too busy (lazy) to write a new one for her.

From Leslie’s engagement session.  She’s smiling because she finally got the frame to herself 😉

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What’s the verdict?  Do we look related?

Tacos y Gatos

My friend Melissa is a dog walker in the Central West End in the summers.  (She is a music professor during the school year, and perhaps a superhero at night.)  We hadn’t seen each other in awhile (you know, a week or so) so I met her for a late lunch after she had finished walking all the dogs.  (Not all the dogs in the Central West End, just the ones she was supposed to walk.)

We decided to go to Tortillaria, which is owned by the same people as Milagro, one of my favorite restaurants in St Louis. 

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The decision making was a challenge.  Fish Tacos, Baja Fish Tacos, Shrimp Tacos…so many options…

I decided on the Shrimp Tacos, with a side of black beans and street corn.  I wasn’t in love with the black beans.  Next time I’d either get a different side or perhaps just get three tacos.  I do love the corn though.

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There are other things on the menu besides tacos too, but I love tacos too much.

Speaking of things I love too much:

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That’s part of our new couch and you can see the matching chair in the background.  I’ll show you some more pictures of the new place but we aren’t totally done unpacking yet so I wanted to wait.  Living room:  same cat, same rug, different couch. 

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Also the same coffee table.  See, fatness, not much has changed!

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She’s just such a great subject.  Chris thinks I’m insane when I pull out my phone and start snapping away, and then posting to instagram.  Look at her little paw under her head though :( 

Okay, there you have it.  Tacos y gatos.  Hablo espanol!