Daube provençale à la Chavot

I don’t know if I ever told you but a few months before we set off for Sweden, I spent a week-turned-half-a-year giving a hand in the kitchen at Brasserie Chavot; partly because they needed someone, mostly because I firmly intended to close my London chapter by working with chefs who had become my closest friends throughout the years, from the Capital Hotel to Brasserie ...

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Stories from a recent past – Romtårta

One morning, we left for Byske as soon as K. got home; with, for only reason, the two horses that he’d seen and wanted to show me. In the distance, a farm broke through the wall of björkar [birches] that lines the road. As we approached, it became clear that the horses had been moved. Instead, we stopped a few hundreds of meters later, way ...

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En semester i Lövnäs, andra dagen

[A summer holiday in Lövnäs, second day] A breakfast made of pumpernickel and boiled eggs, oats and cherry yoghurt was eaten by the rainy window. Soon enough we set off to the lake and had sweets before lunch. We settled for a little island, north of the lake, and as we came to the shore, raindrops started their dance again. In the distance, we could ...

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You’re my favourite flavour – Summer 2012 edition

One. Coconut water. Feel the heat. A heat like you’ve never felt it before. Or at least you’ve forgotten. Yes, at times, it is pointless to try and remember things that can only be felt. His lips on yours and his hands on you. But I digress… Ride your bike to the closest shop. A corner shop is more than fine. Buy more coconut water ...

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On clouds blanketing everything we see – Roast chicken and root vegs

An hour ago, I took a whole – 1,5kg kind of whole – chicken out from the oven. Just for myself. You see it started this morning when I first opened my curtains to a day where clouds blanket everything we see. I french-pressed more coffee than you could imagine and toasted some left-over baguette. And the day went by. Word after word, coffee mug ...

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On breakfast for dinner – Bacon and egg sandwich

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 rain hitting the skylight is missing for the orchestra. Audio clip: Adobe Flash Player (version 9 or above) is required to play this audio clip. Download the latest version here. You also need ...

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On summer secrets – Feta and lemon dip

This is what happens when it’s summer. Or at least when it feels like it. We swim in the sea, or more accurately, we’re forced by that wave which chose the exact moment we stepped into the water to break into – what feels like – a herd of horses. It’s cold. For a second. And then, we decide we could stay there forever. Happily ...

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On water and flour – Cong you bing or green onion pancakes

There is something about flour bond with water. Something that possibly goes back to those afternoons spent sat on the kitchen counter, watching my grand-mother making pâte brisée [shortcrust pastry], which I would – of course – nibble on. Of the unbaked kind. So the prospect of mixing flour and water to a dough, then sprinkled with a generous handful of chopped spring onions – ...

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