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[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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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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Rêveries – Riz au lait à la vanille et plus

riz au lait

[Daydreams – Vanilla riz au lait and more] It’s ten am. The wind is howling through the windowsill. And the rain battering against the glass. Yes, I’ve told you before, it’s my favourite kind of music. But right now, it’s been going on for so long that I’ve forgotten the words to this permanent darkness. […]

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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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She fell in love with… #5

basil pdf

Guys, it’s eight pm. And I’m sitting in my bed. Looking at the sun playing hide-and-seek through the City. Perhaps, I took a picture with my phone. And one with my minolta instant pro too. And perhaps, even with my forgotten love who goes by the name of sx70. It’s been great around here these […]

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