Au menu, aujourd’hui – Le thé matcha

[On the menu today – Matcha green tea] On a summer day of two-thousand and five, I remember driving on those small roads in between Biot and Valbonne. With something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue*. I remember the tiny black metal box. Mariage Frère. I remember the even smaller packet of green powder. On a spring day of two-thousand and eleven, I ...

Read More

NOPI

21 warwick street, W1B 5NE http://www.nopi-restaurant.com/ The perfect day needs no more than a person I love as much as he finds me annoying, and enough drinks and food to keep us going – let’s be honest, mostly drinks. It might get even perfect-er with the addition of bright-green grass to lay on, and a sun just warm enough for our skin to feel the ...

Read More

Neige d’avril et petit-déjeuner au lit – Une brioche en cinq minutes

[On April snow and breakfast in bed – A five-minute brioche] When I mentioned the five-minute brioche, I forgot to say it’s more of a five-minute and five-day brioche. Five days where the blossoms turned into snow. Five days where I got less sleep than what a normal night means to you. Five days where everytime I came home, I opened the fridge to imagine ...

Read More

Brew

45 northcote road, SW11 1NJ Possibly on of the few reasons I love Clapham Junction, this café makes the best breakfast. All day long. And this is worth more than words can say. At least, from where I stand, it is. You know that kind of place that makes your days better. That makes you forget about traffic and grey buildings. Yes, the kind of ...

Read More

Au menu aujourd’hui – Les (pas si) classiques de mon enfance

[On the menu today – The (not so) classics of my childhood] Childhood memories are – more often than not – strongly related to food. The slice of store-bought chocolate marble cake – Savane, for those of you who grew up in France – that would leave in your pocket in the morning only to be eaten as a mid-afternoon snack when reduced to a ...

Read More

Bonjour avril

[Hello April] Last night, I might not have been there when the flap clock on my wall roared and clicked – just like the train-station departures board of my grand-mother’s village – but I could feel that April was around the corner. I’m not going to lie. March went down faster than expected. And with barely no time to focus on what makes me feel ...

Read More