All summer long I have had one goal and one goal only. Well there might have been a few goals: Killer tan? Check. Conor learning to hold his breath underwater? Kind of check. Master a perfect peach and nectarine cobbler? Check. Start my very first garden and actually grow a few things? Check. Spend lots of quality time in hammock? Still working on that. Pick a paint color for the upstairs hallway? Not even close. Eat tomatoes almost every day in August? Check. Go on a pilgrimage to the Terrain store at Styer’s? Big check!
Now, I have to mention that a week or so ago several popular bloggers were invited to this magical store for a meal and goodies and then wrote about it for their readers. I was not one of these bloggers. I don’t have that kind of juice. Yet! But I have been dreaming of spending the day at the Terrain store for quite some time–way before those other bloggers were invited! My mom and Karin can vouch for me since they also have been pining to visit. So what is Terrain? It’s actually the sister store to Anthropologie, but it specializes in home and gardening things. Gorgeous, retro, unusual, well-crafted things that you don’t need but convince yourself that you do and that this special item will make your life and home so much more lovely once you possess it. You can visit the shop online but there is one retail bricks-and-mortar store located at a farm/nursery called Styer’s, outside of Philly, where they share space among rambling grounds and beautifully weathered outbuildings. Above and below are photos of some of the kitchen items and cookbooks (both perfectly chosen) they were displaying. I bought one of those little chalkboards to write menus on when we have dinner parties. Or for the kids to play tic-tac-toe and hangman while waiting for me to eventually finish making dinner.
There is also a cafe in a greenhouse where we had lunch–the menu included housemade sodas! You picked a syrup (concord grape, blackberry, lemon, lavender, peach, etc. ) and they mixed it with selzer and served it in a mason jar.
Everything, and I mean everything, was so well done and inspiring. From the table centerpieces to the brown paper rolls on the wall that they used to write the menu. There were flowers and pots of plants everywhere, which reminded me that being surrounded by flora and fauna really makes a difference in your home and the vibe of a room.
For lunch there was heirloom tomato salad, watermelon gazpacho, corn risotto fritters, and these pan seared scallops with a warm barley and swiss chard salad that I want to try and make at home. I always forget how great barley can be.
They also served the bread in these little clay pots with a side of homemade butter. When we weren’t looking I think Belle ate the whole dish of butter. She went into a bit of a dairy coma afterwards.
Every nook and corner of Terrain made you me want to stop and take a photo. It was basically lifestyle porn. Look at this: From the plants to the tablescapes, the kitchen tableau and simple fountains…
I loved this coffee counter, which was made of old wooden produce crates. Conor liked it too.
I’m now on a complete high from Terrain. Their clever and seemingly effortless way of combining old and new, rough and shiny, color and texture—I could visit for days. If you have a chance to go you must! There are even classes like how to preserve your own baby food or make a terrarium. It’s like a fantasy 4H club. I can’t wait to go back.