What happens when you mix art, fashion, and entertainment with a unique, country, modern, tasty, and playful escape ?
You get to experience the adventures of the Farmer’s Daughter. No, not the 1947 Oscar winning film about a young girl leaving the farm to become a nurse. I’m talking about the world-famous boutique hotel in the epicenter of Los Angeles, California. It’s located across the street from CBS studios, the historic 3rd Street Farmer’s Market, just down the street from LACMA, the La Brea Tar Pits, and countless other Los Angeles landmarks, all of which are just a walk, bike ride, or Metro hop away.
The hip and sassy Farmer's Daughter Hotel in L.A.
My daughter and I booked a Mother’s Day Weekend that started with a fun Friday Happy Hour at their restaurant Tart and ended with a fully clothed swimming pool splash alongside 20 yellow rubber ducky toys. The smiles on our faces said it all.
A warm reception warms up your stay.
The happy hour glow followed us into the charming lobby complete with twittering parakeets, an upscale boutique and a basket of the best barbecue chips we’ve ever tasted. Again the staff smiled warmly and treated us like long lost friends. We were invited to their private happy hour from 5-6 p.m. that served upscale whisky and bourbon shots - real down-on-the-farm hospitality. With warm smiles inside from both the Happy Hour fun and farm festivities, we ventured up to our room. As we opened the door our room was filled with smiling surprises.
Country chic in a Robin Room
The 18 x 12 foot room was a funky mix of contemporary design and country chic. The hotel’s 40-year-old history channels Los Angeles’ past life as an orange grove-filled farmland but boutique owners Ellen and Peter Picatagggio are mixing their aesthetic sensibilities to upscale the guest experience from cutting-edge tech components (think electric mirrors) to custom made art installations featuring the works of local L.A. artists. The gray industrial floor was warmed by large thick 13 x 13 area rugs under the bed. The two queen-sized beds were farm-fresh complete with grey flannel throws, red gingham and denim throw pillows with small plaid blue, grey, and green head rest pillows that made reading in bed cozy. A unique single bulb globe light by the bedside gave the room a farm house glow. There was an 8 x 8 foot rugged distressed wooden mirror with hooks for our clothes in the large entry way. The tufted grey grass cloth headboards bordered by dark wooden frames the size of the wall gave the room a contemporary, and cozy, farm house flair.
Besides the country charm of the newly designed decor, there were two Birch Boxes waiting for us on the light blue/grey wooden table. Everyone loves presents. We eagerly opened our gifts. The blue nail polish, pink mak- up sponge, and blow dry hair spray were a delightful surprise. We sat down on the gingham tufted bench seat with the cutest pillow decor that said “BE NICE OR LEAVE". The welcome note propped up next to a tiny blue watering can filled with red, blue, and yellow flowers read, “Welcome . . . we hope you enjoy your stay.” The corners of my mouth turned up again.
Don't be a Tart . . . everything is NICE.
This was just the beginning. My daughter and I grinned at each other when we opened the next unexpected treat. In a small envelope were two Metro passes that would take us to the best local watering holes in L.A. I burst out laughing. This was more than a smile moment. My daughter and I were going on a “Pub Crawl”. We started our outing by catching the Metro Rapid 780 bus just outside the hotel. We got off at the legendary corner of Hollywood & Highland (about a 20 minute ride). From there it was all metro, stumblin’ SeaVee feet, and cocktail smiles.
The sweet country life in a Suite.
Morning came, and thank goodness the window coverings in our room kept out the bright California sunny day, until we were ready to leave our cozy, crisp white sheets. My daughter brought me the best cup of coffee I’ve ever had. Lounging in our cozy coverlets, I sipped my fresh cup of Nesspresso with cream, perked in-room by a luxury coffee maker. This was turning out to be the best Mother’s Day weekend I’ve ever had! We giggled about our evening’s Metro escapade. We wondered how we were going to top that. Never fear, when my daughter Kyra is here. On our way into the hotel last night, she had eyed the brightly colored vintage bicycles parked outside the hotel entrance. “Mom, we’re going to bike to Yoga in the morning.” She beamed aloud.
I took another sip of my Nespresso, opened the curtains and let the California sunshine pour into the room. Why not I thought? Buses, pub crawls, bikes, and Yoga, what better way to experience L.A. with my daughter!
Get Tart at the Sunday Brunch.
Sunday . . . The Farmer's Daughter Mothers' Day Brunch was the Oscar-winning event for the weekend! My daughter and I dressed in our Sunday best. Brunch was served on the outdoor patio. The black and white gingham patio furniture was accented by freshly painted wooden slotted white and yellow chairs and rockers; ambiance for our family celebration. I was greeted with a Mimosa with fresh squeezed California oranges and a bright red rose. Kyra looked at me with her big eyes and beamed a bright, “I love you, Mom.” Being a Mom has never felt better than that moment, or so I thought.
So, dressed in our Sunday best, we sauntered shoeless to the heated swimming pool (thank goodness). Each of us grabbed a bright yellow ducky and held hands by the deep-end of the pool. The Paparazzi were poised. We shouted out loud,“one-two-three JUMP!”
Our summer dresses floated around us as we rose to the surface of the water. Drenched and laughing out loud we splashed each other as our yellow duckies bobbed around us. Camera’s clicked. The smiles on our faces are permanently etched in our memories.
Thank you, Farmer’s Daughter, for the pleasure of meeting and playing with you on this extraordinary Mother’s Day Weekend.
The Farmer’s Daughter Hotel is located at 115 S. Fairfax Ave. in Los Angeles. There are 66 curated rooms designed for the creative, modern, hip and traditional travelers. Their restaurant is Tart and is located in the midst of the shopping and dining center of Beverly Grove, across the street from the famous Farmers Market and a block away from the Third Street Shopping and Dining L.A. experience.
— Feature by Janice Wilson, Jetsetters Magazine Hotel and Spa Editor; photos courtesy of The Farmer's Daughter Hotel and the author.