Not just a Sunday afternoon

sunday morning

I could have turned this into a follow-up of a favourite feature: how to become a pastry chef? – the days off. But I guess you somehow get it. As a chef, days off are unusual enough. And when they happen, so does a concentrate of life. Sleep, eat, drink, be merry. Fall in love […]

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And all the trimmings

bonnes fetes

I’ve been trapped into a world made of stainless-steel and ovens going off. A happy – and at times, not so – merry-go-round of services, and gin and tonics. Of course there was an occasional bloody mary too. And really, I hadn’t realised how long I’d gone for. Not unlike when Sookie spends a day […]

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Le premier jour du reste de ta vie


[The first day of the rest of your life] Today, I tied my hair into a ponytail. And slipped my bare feet into furry boots. Up there I could barely see. I guess London has been called the smoke for a reason. But down here – yes – down here it was windy, you know […]

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She fell in love with… #6

pano london

London, September 2012 You should see the skyline today. Nothing like it and yet, I haven’t found anything better than clouds blanketing everything around us. Not unlike closing your eyes to the mountain sun. Not unlike that moment when a plane crosses herds of clouds. Not unlike a sea of cotton around a desert island […]

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Bonjour octobre


[Hello October] Some may wonder what the point is really, to say hello when it’s almost time for goodbyes. Well, let me tell you a story. Or more accurately the end of it. At times, beginnings don’t matter. We’ll start with the very last kiss that made our lips burn and the cab-meter go well […]

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Things that #2… make me long for autumn


The sound of wind through the trees. And of leaves under our boots too. The hidden world behind puddles. Knowing that Christmas is just around. Because, really, the best thing about Christmas is the perfect mix of anticipation and excitement. The rain. And when it stops pouring, the one that comes from trees. Lingering in […]

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Bonjour septembre


[Hello September] I’ve been falling asleep to bigger-than-life fairy-lights; of the skyscraper kind. I’ve been talking too loud. And I’ve French-kissed, at times with a reason, most of the time without. I’ve been waiting for autumn, and wool leggings, and earmuffs; and somehow, I’m sort of day-dreaming about the past few months and how the […]

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Le vent


This is the gif I told you about. Wind as a token of my love for colder days. Days made of rain pouring down the windows. And a roaring sky. Oh and the occasional lightning too, welcomed with more vowels than our alphabet offers. Yes, autumn is on its way, and really, I could not […]

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Things that #1… I could fall asleep to

for ever

The sound of his voice in my head. And his hands tickling the back of my neck. The lullaby of raindrops crashing on the ground. The purr of a washing machine. Or even better, a never-ending passing train. The kind of silence only snowy streets can offer. The heartbeat of Lukie against mine. The one […]

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Bonjour juillet

blackberry tart

[Hello July] It’s raining. And somehow, we’re once again having winter in July. It seems to be a standard these days. And really, I could just write a letter to July. Not unlike the one I would write to that boy I’m in like with, that I’ve been in like with since I first saw […]

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Dans le jardin


[In the garden #1] We picked radishes. A big fat handful of them. We cleaned them under running water and kept the leaves for a soup. We ate two strawberries straight from the plant. They still had a little dirt on them and tasted sweet like summer is. We coated courgette flowers in a light […]

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“Busy”, for ever and more


Trying to finish the book keeps me busy. But I have the feeling, someone – not to name anyone, Lukie – is going to keep me even busier. She/he’s the tiniest thing I’ve ever held in my arms and I can’t seem to get enough of her/him*. See you soon. x * don’t judge, it’s […]

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PS. Guess who’s back?


The reinette seems to like Anna-Sarah’s potager a little too much. She found it in the fennels today and to be honest, we couldn’t be happier. My days are like no other at the moment. I bake in the morning. And write recipes in the afternoon. With breaks spent in the garden, with a glass […]

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