And there are dragonflies

summer house-18

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

bubble tea

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


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


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


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


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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Bonjour février


[Hello February] I’ve been catching up on blogs lately. A thing I hadn’t done in a while, and a thing I’ve missed doing. I’ve found some new treasures that will forever remain in my rss feeds. And I’ve read through old favourites, not unlike love letters from my early teen. Aside from that, well, it’s […]

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Shooting-star wishes


Perhaps, it is because I haven’t been writing much, but I had too many pictures to show you, so instead of the usual twelve pictures for the twelve months that have gone by, I’m here with thirty-six. And some little stories. Fingers crossed for an amazing 2014! xx Things I’ve learnt: – how to fly […]

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Joyeux Noël


I was going to tell you how excited I was to have my parents and sister over for Christmas this year. We’d made plans to have lunch at Brasserie Chavot, and stroll in the park, hoping for snow to happen. And take as many pictures as I can fit rolls of film in my bag, […]

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J’avais oublié – Kanelbulle


[I had forgotten – Cinnamon buns] I had forgotten about the smell of bonfires and forests; coffee made in a cast-iron pot, with as much water as we put ground beans. I had forgotten how blueberries taint your hands; and your lips. And how small they are meant to be. I had forgotten how it […]

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Bonjour avril


[Hello April] The not-so-official April day-dream list. I want café frappés, the best euphemism of a kind that involves milkshakes for breakfast. I want to wear a sequin top and leopard ballerines from dawn till the next. I want a Bloody Mary in my hands and his lips on mine. And I want to see […]

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Bonjour mars


[Hello March] Right now, there is a snowstorm happening behind my window. Not unlike London turned into a snow-dome. I used to love them. And really, not much has changed since. But if there is one thing I know for sure, it’s that by the end of the month, trees will be coated in a […]

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Goodbye, hello


I didn’t take enough pictures. At least not with my favourite camera. In fact, I think I had forgotten how to see the beauty in the unexpected. Some things can’t be forgotten, they say. I rode my bike through a rainbow of sunsets. Most often than not, with a baguette and a bottle of wine […]

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Western sous la neige

under the snow tree

[Western under the snow] There was the noise our feet made on the ground. There was the darkness. And yet, our world felt like millions of shooting stars were falling around us. On us too. There was a make-believe hanami. Who said trees don’t blossom in winter? But mostly, there was us.

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