Somewhere, outside

A couple of days ago when Stephanie thanked me not to be a food snob, I think she didn’t realise how right she was. The proof lies in the bowl of rice I’ve just had. It was meant to be pilaf, the kind of rice you stir with a little oil then cover with water and let to cook until a perfectly golden crust forms at the bottom of the pan.

But then, minutes turned into seconds, and I ended up with a black crust. Tired and more than hungry, I ate my burnt rice. With seaweed and sesame. And also a couple of sliced spring onions.

This doesn’t call for sophistication, it calls for courage, or – perhaps more accurately – a serious dose of hunger, and chopsticks.

You see, today, I’ve been stuck in bed. Too sick to cook, let alone, to eat. It’s the kind of days where I can spend hours looking at pictures of the outdoors.

The occasional blurry squirrel, the beautiful art of Anish Kapoor at Kensington Gardens, the neat paper towels of the Serpentine cafe. More than pictures, they are moments. Spent in the wind. And the cold. And the rain.

And now, from a bed; layered with a thick duvet cover and a warm blanket.

7 thoughts on “Somewhere, outside

  • Veronique January 28, 2011 at 11:27 pm

    Hi Fanny…the images you post are always more than beautiful, even those paper towels remember me something, as you said, moments.
    I’ll come to London in during San Ptrick’s week, are you there? I was thinking to come to eat at your restaurant if it is possible…and I’d love to have a chat with you…
    a big kiss from Italy…
    have a nice night!

  • Leah January 29, 2011 at 10:50 pm

    Hi Fanny! Hope you get well soon!


  • Sini January 30, 2011 at 8:22 am

    Hope you get well soon!

  • christelle is flabbergasting January 31, 2011 at 2:15 am

    Soigne-toi bien Fanny! I know what it is!!
    (et cet écureuil… la tronche !! Je suis fan !)

  • Irene February 4, 2011 at 5:18 am

    I hope you get better soon! Weekend in bed are no good :(

  • Alelunetta February 10, 2011 at 10:15 am

    Get better soon! Lovely pics, pieces of life, stream of memories passed through the mind :)

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