The Woman Who Exposed Ireland’s Magdalene Laundries

Mari Steed in here Philadelphia home. Photo by Gene Smirnov.

Mari Steed’s fingers trembled as she tapped commands on her laptop.

The unprecedented apology was about to be streamed online, projected onto a big screen in the conference room of the Philadelphia World Affairs Council. As the group’s director of technology and new media, Steed had set up numerous live feeds before. But her hands had never shaken.

Today was personal. Irish Prime Minister Enda Kenny was going to use a session of Parliament to issue an apology, acknowledging what Mari Steed had known for years: that for nearly a century, the Irish government had participated in the imprisonment and abuse of thousands of women whose only crime was that they’d been orphaned, or abandoned by their families, or gotten pregnant outside of marriage. They were known as the Magdalenes. And Mari’s birth mother had been one of them.

The government had long touted a party line about the Magdalenes: They had voluntarily entered the institutions where they’d been treated like slaves, had willingly relinquished their children. But now, the Irish government could no longer deny the disgrace it had abetted.

And so today, Ireland’s prime minister would officially apologize to the surviving women—all of them elderly. And Mari would begin to make peace with the country that had betrayed the child she had been and the mother who had borne her. The conference-room screen flickered to life. Mari leaned in to watch, her co-workers gripping her hands in support.

“What we discuss today is your story,” Kenny said in the televised session that practically all of Ireland was watching. “What we address today is how you took this country’s terrible ‘secret’ and made it your own. Burying it, carrying it in your hearts here at home, or with you to England and to Canada, America and Australia, on behalf of Ireland and the Irish people. But from this moment on, you need carry it no more. Because today, we take it back.”

Can Marc Vetri Save School Lunch?


TO UNDERSTAND HOW PARTNERS MARC VETRI, JEFF BENJAMIN and Jeff Michaud plan to revolutionize America’s school cafeterias, you must first understand the allure of the most special table at Osteria, their splendid Italian ristorante on North Broad Street.

To find the table, you have to pass the bar, hang a right down a busy corridor, then turn left just before you hit the restrooms. Step past some boxes and you’re in a windowless white-walled kitchen with a steel sink on one side and metal shelves on the others, neatly stacked with utensils, linens and gleaming pots.

In the center of this unglamorous space sits an enormous butcher-block slab, counter-height, surrounded by 14 bar stools. During the day, it’s a bustling food-prep spot; at night, customers sup here on the result of all that chopping and grinding. Fresh flowers, piped-in Italian tunes and winking candles help soften the room’s industrial edges, but it will never be as chic as Osteria’s main dining space, as elegant as its wine room, or as lovely as its glassed-in patio.

So why do loyal customers reserve this spot—called, simply, the Kitchen Table—weeks in advance for private parties?

Because eating at the Kitchen Table feels like eating at home, if eating at home were perfect.

Before the meal, either Vetri or Michaud will pop by to discuss the feast they’ve readied. It’s one thing to dig into superbly roasted quail, rabbit or venison; it’s quite another to first have the chef explain why he seasoned it with treviso, or sage, or cranberry. As for etiquette, you dine family-style at the Kitchen Table, passing plates and bowls with happy abandon. You love what’s on your fork? Have more! Not to your liking? Don’t fret—a different platter is making the rounds. The atmosphere is both comforting and adventurous, and conversation flows as everyone relaxes into an experience that feels like an idealized version of the family dinner.

Sounds wonderful, right? But what does this have to do with kids’ lunches?

To find out, take a one-block stroll up North Broad Street from Osteria to the People for People Charter School, where school leaders are about to adopt, wholesale, the Kitchen Table method of delicious, dignified meal delivery—including the announcement from a chef about what’s on the day’s menu. Or drive a few miles northwest to the Wissahickon Charter School, whose lunch line has been traded for family-­style eating, also à la Osteria’s Kitchen Table. Or, this summer, stop by Girard College in North Philly, where in the past two years the Kitchen Table philosophy has literally transformed a summer-­camp program for low-income kids.

If Vetri, Benjamin and Michaud have their way, over the next five years many more regional school cafeterias and camp canteens will adopt the Kitchen Table way of school-lunch eating, which the men have christened the “Eatiquette” program. And within a decade, they hope, Eatiquette will be a national passion. Not just because these culinary visionaries believe children deserve to eat in a way that nourishes body and spirit. But because we all know the results of a society in which they don’t.

Best Places to Raise Kids: Raising Kids in the City

I remember the first time it truly hit me that my daughter’s urban childhood was so not my suburban one.

Addie was 11 years old (she’s 15 now), and we were walking on Chestnut Street in Center City when she recognized a disoriented panhandler sitting on the pavement, against a storefront.

“I know him,” she said casually as we approached the man, who stared placidly at a traffic light. “We see him every day.”

By “we” she meant the handful of friends with whom she passed the man most afternoons as they walked to their after-school karate class. Apparently, at the beginning of the school year the man detected something divine in their faces as they trundled up the block. He lunged at them, spread his arms as if to deliver a group hug, and said, “Hellooooooo, little baby Jesuses!”

I stopped dead in my shoes as she related this tale.

“What did you do?” I asked, looking back and forth between my daughter—the light of my life, her father’s greatest joy—and this disheveled, unstable-looking man I’d never seen before.

“We were like, ‘WHOAAA!’” she said, excited by the memory of that initial encounter. “We ran around him, and we took off!”

“Were you scared?” I asked.

“Not really,” she shrugged. She explained that it had been the middle of the day, she was with a gaggle of others, and the sidewalk teemed with passersby. “We thought it was funny.”

“Have you talked to him since then?” I asked. I wanted to learn the extent of my kid’s relationship with a strange man who, until that moment, I hadn’t even known was part of her life. “Is he bothering you?”

“Mom,” she said, exasperated. “He doesn’t bother us. We know him, that’s all. Sometimes he tries to talk to us, sometimes he doesn’t. He’s just our street guy!”

As I pondered the news that my kid had a “street guy” the way some kids have a “soccer coach,” I thought, as I have at other oddball moments in Addie’s life, God, I hope this urban-childhood thing was a good idea.

THE TRUTH, THOUGH, is that my husband and I thank our lucky stars that the “urban-childhood thing” is working out much better than we could have hoped when we were pondering whether to raise Addie in Philly or exit the city for the ’burbs, as so many young parents around us were doing.

And in this context, I mean middle-class parents, since those are the ones with enough resources—education, decent employment and adequate income—that they’re able to choose where to live. And those are the ones who have created the baby boomlet that has overtaken Center City and its adjacent neighborhoods, where about 20,000 kids were born between 2000 and 2010.

Not that Paul Levy, visionary head of the Center City District, needs hard numbers to prove the trend.

“The simplest barometer I use is the stroller count,” says Levy, whose advocacy for downtown amenities and services has helped spur the revitalization of Center City. “Starting in the early part of the last decade, the number of strollers you’d see on the streets, in the parks—it went up astronomically. You couldn’t turn around without bumping into one.”

The boom, he says, is the natural result of a big push the city has made over the past 15 years to retain college graduates in Philadelphia. That led to the creation of more places where they could socialize and shop (like bars, bookstores, storefront retail and cafes), and of more housing (including new construction with seductive 10-year tax abatements) where they could set up domestic life together. These goal-directed 25-to-34-year-olds, like many in their demographic, have postponed parenthood longer than their parents did, and by the time they have kids, they’re pretty thoughtful about the lives they imagine for them. Unlike many of the parents who were having kids when I was having Addie, however, they’re not willing to trade the urban life they’ve come to love for the suburban one they might have experienced when they themselves were growing up.

“This demographic of parents is often well educated and world-traveled, and they don’t want their children to grow up in an isolated environment,” says Homa Sabet Tavangar, Berwyn-based author of the wonderful Growing Up Global: Raising Children to Be at Home in the World. “Urban life gives them a chance to expose their children casually to many different cultures.”

Such parents are conscious that the world today is very different from the one they knew as children—“For their kids to compete in a global workforce, they’ll need to interact comfortably with people from many cultures,” Tavangar says—and they’re environmentally aware. “They don’t want to be living a life with a big, energy-consuming house with water-guzzling grass and the gas-guzzling car they’ll need for even the simplest errands.”

Still, if they’re anything like my husband and I were when we were young parents, they’re less concerned with shrinking their carbon footprint than with what’s best for the precious lives they’re nurturing. And they’re asking: What impact will city living have on my child?

And for those on the sidelines, watching them ponder their choices, an equally interesting question is: What impact will all these kids have on the city?

WE DIDN’T DECIDE to raise Addie in town just because the school situation—the mother lode of all issues, which I’ll get to in a moment—worked out well for us. It was also because we found that urban living added more to her development and to our family’s quality of life than anything we’d find in even the most raved-about suburb.

Still, I am slightly embarrassed to admit that when Addie was born 15 years ago, my husband and I didn’t think too hard about her future, other than that we wanted her to feel happy and loved. Our child-rearing strategy was of the let’s-work-it-out-as-we-go variety.

On the matter of where we would raise Addie, though, we were pretty sure we’d never budge. It was Philly or bust. Our thinking was straightforward: We already lived in the city, less than a mile from our jobs, so commuting didn’t consume hours of our day. We had wonderful neighbors. Plus, on foot we could get everything from bread and aspirin to haircuts and a steak dinner. By bus or bicycle, it was a quick zip to movies, concerts and doctor appointments. In short, we loved urban life.

We figured it would suit Addie, too. I mean, what else would she compare it to? Her home was with us, wherever we’d be. 

That’s certainly how family life was decades ago, during my childhood in the tiny suburban town of Oreland, in Montgomery County. My huge family—nine kids!—lived on a leafy cul-de-sac where lawns were mowed regularly, where bikes left in the driveway overnight were still there in the morning, where the only “street guys” were the mailmen. I walked to my Catholic elementary school, played dodgeball in the street, caught fireflies at dusk, and fell asleep on summer nights to the music of cicadas singing outside unlocked windows. Oreland was (and still is) a quiet, lovely and safe village in which to raise children, and our neighborhood was jammed with families just like ours: white, overwhelmingly Christian and middle-class.

My upbringing was so racially, socially and economically homogenous that it was a shock, when I graduated from high school and began commuting to Temple University, to see so many faces of color in my classrooms. To hear so many accents from the vendors who sold Greek coffee, Chinese dumplings and Indian curries from campus trucks. To spar with professors whose political and cultural backgrounds were so different from mine. And to see everyone apparently tolerating the differences.

Best Places to Raise Kids: Great Philadelphia Schools


Grades  K-8
Queen Village

Scores*: 91 percent proficient in math; 85 percent in reading.

The 411: Meredith parents raise lots of money to support the school’s copious visual and performing arts programming, including elaborate winter and spring shows. Reading and writing are huge—all grades use the Reading Workshop approach, where students choose their own books to read and write about, then conference with teachers about them. Ninety-nine percent of eighth-graders advance to Philadelphia’s magnet high schools.

Getting in: Live in the catchment. (Very few kindergarten seats are open to transfers; click here for a map of school boundaries.) Spots open up in fifth grade, when fourth-graders leave for Masterman or GAMP.


Grades  5-12

Scores**: Average SAT verbal 638, math 652, writing 639 (Class of 2011). Math proficiency*** 100 percent; reading, 98 percent.

The 411: Math-oriented kids study AP Calculus their junior year, then cross the street senior year to take discrete math at Philadelphia Community College. The school’s chess team is nationally ranked, and last year’s senior class boasted 10 National Merit semi-finalists. With more than 40 percent of kids qualifying for reduced or free lunches and 44 percent white students, Masterman is a model of socioeconomic and racial diversity. A strong feeder school to Penn.

Getting in: Most successful applicants have all A’s, and need a minimum of the 88th percentile on the PSSA in reading and math, plus good behavior and attendance. Generally, students enter in fifth or sixth grades; the school seeks out applicants from underrepresented zip codes.


Grades  K-8
Rittenhouse Square

Scores: 71 percent proficient in math; 68 percent in reading.

The 411: The school’s active Home and School Association (HSA) finally has an energetic partner in principal Dan Lazar. The HSA giveth what budget cuts taketh away: In the past few years, this committee of parents has funded books for the library and raised a stunning $750,000 for the Greening Greenfield project (the schoolyard doubles as an outdoor classroom) and $45,000 (plus a matching grant) for auditorium renovations. To replace the slashed art program, accomplished parent/artists are volunteering to supplement the curriculum.

Getting in: Live in the catchment, or apply through the voluntary transfer program. The number of catchment kids is increasing every year, but much of the kindergarten class still comes from outside the catchment. Spots open up in fifth grade, when fourth-graders leave for Masterman or GAMP.


Grades  K-8
West Philadelphia

Scores: 85 percent proficient in math; 83 percent in reading.

The 411: Family involvement is so valued here that Penn Alexander invites parents to interview candidates for its open teacher slots. Last year, those parents were camping out on one of the coldest nights of the year to sign their kids up for kindergarten. This year, a new enrollment cap will likely have ’em out even earlier. Penn’s partnership with the school translates to a contribution of $1,330 per child per year, used to maintain programs and keep class sizes down to 23 students max.

Getting in: Live in the catchment, and line up early. The 50 kindergarten seats go on a first-come, first-served basis, and grades one through three are at capacity. Spots open up in fifth grade, when fourth-graders leave for Masterman or GAMP.



Grades  K-8
Center City

Scores: 81 percent proficient in math; 74 percent in reading.

The 411: Kids from kindergarten on can apply for the Spanish Immersion Program, where 90 percent of daily interactions are in Spanish. In middle school, everyone takes Arabic. The school’s in-depth cross-learning style, focused on creating global citizens, has fifth-graders studying civil rights in South Africa in social studies and reading Journey to Jo’burg in English class.

Getting in: Admission is by lottery; 2011’s had 350 applicants for 33 open kindergarten seats (and 950 applicants total for K-8). Parents should send an application by February 25th. But take note: Early apps don’t get a leg up.


Grades  9-12
Logan Square

Scores: Average SAT verbal 503, math 493, writing 487 (Class of 2011). Math proficiency 64 percent; reading, 84 percent.

The 411: Every student gets a laptop, to better participate in SLA’s project-based curriculum; ninth- and 10th-graders do mini-courses at the Franklin Institute; and every 10th- and 11th-grader does an Individualized Leaning Project or an internship custom-designed at one of 90 science institutions around the city. SLA has had a Gates Millennium Scholar every year.

Getting in: Everyone who applies interviews. (This year there were 1,000 applicants for 125 ninth-grade seats.) Applicants must answer this question: “Why will SLA be a better school because you’re here?”


Grades  K-12
Northeast Philadelphia

Average SAT verbal 481, math 483, writing 463. Math proficiency 87 percent; reading, 84 percent.

The 411: A focus on technology translates into more than 1,200 computers in the school, a brand-new 27,000-square-foot information resource center with an HD video studio, and an elementary-school library equipped to project ebooks onto the floor for storytime. First-graders put together PowerPoint presentations, and the high-school engineering class planned the “Fitness Center of the Future” using Google SketchUp and an Auto CAD program called Inventor.

Getting in: By lottery. For 2011, there were 572 applicants for 78 kindergarten seats and 205 for 30 open fifth-grade seats. Don’t land a spot? Try the George Washington Carver High School of Engineering and Science, a magnet high school where students earn college credits for engineering courses.


Grades  5-12 
South Philadelphia

Average SAT verbal 469, math 470, writing 473. Math proficiency 94 percent; reading, 97 percent.

The 411: Students take three music-theory classes per week, and choir is a requirement. (Mayor Nutter told the Daily News that GAMP’s choir almost made him cry.) Angelo Milicia, the beloved principal of 16 years, retired in June to save the jobs of two music teachers; assistant principal Jack Carr, a GAMP founder, has taken over.

Getting in: Most students enter in fifth grade. Applicants must have an overall average of B or better on their most recent final report card, 75th percentile or higher in PSSA reading and math, excellent attendance and punctuality, and a demonstrated interest in music. Don’t land a spot? Check out the Philadelphia Performing Arts Charter School (grades K-8), where everyone plays the violin through fifth grade and selects an instrumental major in sixth.


Grades 9-12
Northwest Philadelphia

Scores: Average SAT verbal 540, math 569, writing 532. Math proficiency 98 percent; reading, 98 percent.

The 411: Central is one of five Philly schools to offer the International Baccalaureate Diploma Program, a separate integrated-learning track with college-level courses that encourage international-mindedness. The school’s diversity prompts comparisons to Benetton ads.

Getting in: Central only wants A’s and B’s (at most, they’ll spot you one C) on a student’s seventh-grade report card, and reading and math PSSA scores at or above 88 percent. Don’t land a spot? Check out the Academy at Palumbo, which some consider a mini-Central; its principal was formerly a vice principal at Central. Or try Bodine High School for International Affairs, which was a 2009 National Blue Ribbon School.


Grades  9-12
Center City

Scores: Average SAT verbal 507, math 460, writing 501. Math proficiency 62 percent; reading, 84 percent.

The 411: Philadelphia’s answer to Fame puts on some seven productions a year, including a spring musical involving more than 200 students. There’s also a concert band, a jazz band, choirs, and plenty of dance performances. And the state-of-the-art neo-Gothic behemoth on Broad Street has a visual-arts gallery and holds an annual Writers’ Cafe. CAPA kids are also academic achievers—their 2009 SAT verbal scores were behind only Masterman and Central. The student body is about half the size of Masterman’s and less than a third that of Central’s.

Getting in: Students need all A’s and B’s, with the possible exception of one C, on the most recent final report card; scores in the 80th percentile or higher in PSSA reading; no negative discipline reports; excellent attendance and punctuality; and a successful audition in their chosen art field. Don’t land a spot? Check out the Arts Academy at Benjamin Rush (grades 9-12), which integrates the arts into all of its programs.


Grades  K-8
Washington Square

Scores: 90 percent proficient in math; 74 percent in reading—though it should be noted that English isn’t the first language for many students, 60 percent of whom come from Chinatown.

The 411: Mandarin Chinese for all grades fell victim to budget cuts for the 2011-’12 school year, but the parents’ association is already working to reinstate the popular program. Principal Carol Domb is skilled at forging partnerships: The Federal Reserve Bank supplies financial literacy classes for first- and second-graders; ACE insurance group funds Arden for All, a theater program for third-through-fifth-graders. Eighty percent of 2011’s eighth-graders are going on to magnet high schools.

Getting in: Live in the catchment. (Only one kindergarten seat went to a transfer this year.) Spots open up in fifth grade, when fourth-graders leave for Masterman or GAMP.



Grades  K-8

Scores: 77 percent proficient in math; 80 percent in reading.

The 411: Educators from New York to Utah have reached out to Green Woods to learn about its EIC (Environment as an Integrating Context) model. The focus on environmental stewardship has kindergartners going on mile-long hikes and fourth-graders following the Delaware River to its estuary to study its ecosystem. Says CEO Jean Wallace, “It’s not for a kid who insists on wearing her red patent-leather shoes.”

Getting in: By lottery. The 2011 lottery had 160 applicants for 11 open kindergarten seats. (The rest of the seats went to siblings.) Don’t land a spot? Try Wissahickon Charter, another in-demand school with an environmental focus; it has Haverford alums as co-CEOs.