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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Une reinette


[A tree frog] At times, the tiniest things can make our day. Puces des sables [sand fleas] jumping from one castle to another. Clouds made of clay (at Anna-Sarah’s shop where I’m writing from almost daily). A frog found in the leaves of a framboisier. We placed it in a cup, released it by the […]

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

a cake too

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 couch. To the sound of summertime sadness**. And raindrops started hitting the kitchen window. And that cup of coffee was slightly too hot […]

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Les prunes


[Plums] Let me introduce a new category. The market. A collection of random thoughts – and perhaps, recipes – about my favourite fruits and vegs from the market. Last week, I picked up some English plums from Waitrose. Yes, the bag simply said English plums. And I guess – just like all flings – it’s […]

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