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a cake too
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PS. I felt like cake; made one and ate a slice.

By On February 17, 2012

A friend, of the dear-to-my-heart kind, made this cake today. A few thousands of kilometres away. And I did too. In ten minutes, from cupboards to oven*. It was eaten on the… Read More

neige
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Only in dreams

By On February 6, 2012

A dream crossed of the list. On Saturday night. It was late. Much too late to be awake, really. I was wearing my favourite leopard leggings and a thick wool dress. And… Read More

croissant
memories

Bonjour février

By On February 1, 2012

[Hello February] It seems like those winter days I longed so much for have finally decided to pop by. Yes, it was cold today. Of the frostbites and hot chocolates kind. I… Read More

tiltshift
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She fell in love with…

By On January 30, 2012

PS. Not of the one thousand and six hundred pounds kind (dreams). More of the tilt my own lens in front of the sensor. And yet, it feels just right. … Read More

january
memories

Goodbye, hello

By On January 8, 2012

I walked along the Thames. On the very firt morning of 2011. And saw a balloon floating along. And a French bakery. I drank lattes. Waiting for them to cool down, with… Read More

cherry-compote
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You’re my favourite flavour

By On January 3, 2012

One day I will tell you why I’ve been so quiet this past month. Right now, it all gets down to my bed, a virus, a bottle of water, and way too… Read More

egg bacon sandwich-2
la cuisine

On breakfast for dinner – Bacon and egg sandwich

By On December 7, 2011

When home means finally-untangled hair, the sound of waves that won’t quit our minds – oh and of the shower he’s into two-open-doors away while this song is playing on repeat, only… Read More

cornwall autumn
memories

She fell in love with…

By On December 7, 2011


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love door
memories

Bonjour décembre

By On December 6, 2011

[Hello December] December is made for kissing in the mist, warm nights of magic rush and cold pink dawn, foreseen epiphanies, and perhaps, most importantly, mulled wine. A short welcome to this… Read More

tart shells
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Bonjour novembre

By On November 1, 2011

[Hello November] Is it just me, or do you also feel like that – more than any other month – tarts belong to November? It usually happens without a warning. And without… Read More

wool leggings
memories

Leggings en laine

By On October 27, 2011

[Wool leggings] My day started like this. Warm wool leggings, cushy slippers, and a cup of coffee of the burn-your-tongue kind. Only to end up, pretty much the same and with a… Read More

cloud cookie cutter-4
le kitchenware

Sur un nuage

By On October 25, 2011

[On a cloud]

For days when the sky feels like a cloud, of the gigantic kind. And our homes are made warm with gas ovens.

I've yet found what dough will become a… Read More

potimarron
memories

Bonjour octobre

By On October 4, 2011

[Hello October] Hello, it’s 32°C out there. This morning I went swimming. One last time before the French holidays come to an end. Oh, this past month has been great. I’ve been… Read More

france in the summer-44
la pâtisserie

Mind your French – Le fondant au chocolat

By On September 27, 2011

[The ultimate chocolate fondant] In London, we’ve had winter in July. Air damp with rain. Kitchens warm with soup on the stove. Oven smelling like chocolate cake. And now, in the south… Read More

breakfast jonchee fouras
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PS. Just a breakfast…

By On September 23, 2011

It might be safe to say that, in a perfect world, this would be my breakfast. Everyday. That week in Fouras possibly was the closest I could get to perfection. A perfection… Read More

kitchen-9
memories

Instants, dans la cuisine

By On September 20, 2011

[Moments, in the kitchen] Sat at the table for breakfast. A breakfast that smells of toast and salted butter – the one with crisp fleur de sel – and, of course, coffee.… Read More

coffee break
memories

Bonjour septembre

By On September 4, 2011

[Hello September] I am away from London for a month. Yes and whole entire month. And as I was landing at the smallest airport I have ever seen (so small I couldn’t… Read More

fouras2
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The smell of the ocean

By On August 13, 2011

Today, I booked a flight to a place I haven’t been in a year. But even with my eyes closed, I would still be able to ride my bike to the little… Read More