Bonjour juillet

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[Hello July] The sun has been setting just before midnight and rising shortly after one. Lilac bouquets have turned the bushes, which edge the sidewalk, into a purple dream. And ducklings have been following us during our evening walks by the river. We’ve had a wonderful month of June, perhaps not as sunny as I’ve […]

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Bonjour Mai

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[Hello May] It’s always like this, when I bake more than I can blog about, I subsequently find myself wordless. Even more so this time, because this July will mark my ten years of blogging about food. Yes, some of you might not know but before comme un lait fraise, I used to write on […]

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Une promenade à Skellefteå

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Today meant a lot of things. A four am wake-up of some kind that only sunrise can bring. And falling back asleep. A glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and filmjölk with oats and honey. A few amazing hours in a classroom, learning Swedish, one word at a time. And sitting at a café terrace […]

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From the lake to our table

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Some stories don’t need words. But let me tell you a little about this one. It’s a story of the recent past; of a wonderful day. One by the lake and the forest. One when Kalle caught a rainbow trout. And we took it hot, carefully placed on top of his waders in the boot […]

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Bonjour Åsen

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[Hello Åsen] This morning, as every morning since the past two weeks or so, I’ve fed Surdeg. Rye flour and water. Stir. Cover. Except, it’s no usual morning. I packed it in my bag. With watercolours and old polaroid cameras. Yes, in ten hours or so, we’ll be in Åsen. The not-so-official I-can’t-wait-for Åsen list. […]

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Sea ice around us

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Let’s rewind to the exact moment when the clocks didn’t even notice when one minute past midnight happened. We didn’t either, really. And that’s why this article is here. One month and seven days too late. So much is about to happen though that I just couldn’t not tell you. Have a wonderful not-so-new year. […]

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Pommes de terre

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[Potatoes] Tonight, we dug potatoes (but really, doesn’t their French name imply so much more: earth apples) from the ground. They’re being boiled. And bacon and falukorv are being fried in a cast iron pan that has probably seen many and manier. Eggs are cooking. And just like this pyttipanna will happen for dinner.

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And there are dragonflies

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We drove and drove. It seems roadtrips are always involved whenever we are in Sweden – and really, I’m not complaining. And while I have so many things to tell you: that one drink Jessica made for us; the roadtrip we took to the mountains, fishing on a lake at three in the morning, under […]

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The August break #2 – Pattern

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A list of patterns from today. K’s eggs and bacon for breakfast. ♥ The evening sun through the blinds, projecting shadows on our wall. ♥ The fact that no matter how many times I’ve done it, I’ll forever be the worst at packing. Anxiety attack included. ♥ Tickles down my neck. ♥ Matcha bubble tea for […]

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Press pause

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Exactly three months ago, I told you this: a list of things I need to blog about: the launch of #parispastryclub kannelbulle croissants, rhubarb and mascarpone cake, the best brioche! — fanny zanotti (@cacahuete) May 1, 2014 And that too: another list of things I need to blog about: some really exciting news, an amazing […]

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I’ll be left with cinnamon croissants

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I guess like all good things, Sundays have to come to an end too. Today was a good Sunday. We went to bed late enough to wake up mid-morning. Crumpets happened. I might have eaten two with homemade raspberry jam from last summer. And we braved the rain – the mostest perfect excuse for a […]

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Things that #3… I dream about

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A for ever summer. Perhaps in Iceland. Yes an endless summer exploring the muddy roads of the island couldn’t sound better. Picking raspberries. And blueberries too. Maybe even cloudberries. An illustration in chickpea magazine. And an article in kinfolk. Making desserts after hours; one day when I’m not working too much. Always. Days spent at […]

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Love like a sunset

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There was an endless road to the north. Always. We drove over ponds and lakes; at times, even the sea. There were trees everywhere we looked. And really I had never seen so many. Ever. Before. We stopped for gas, perhaps an excuse for coffee. Many times. A latte. Perhaps a kanelbulle. And more often […]

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