Tag: breakfast

kanelbullar-film

My ultimate kanelbullar, un peu comme des brioches

[My ultimate kanelbullar, not unlike cinnamon brioches] Tomorrow is the 4th of October. A date that doesn’t go unnoticed in Sweden. Yes, tomorrow is kanelbullens dag [cinnamon roll day]. I must have felt that this post – which I promised to share with you long before I even knew kanelbullar had their own day – […]

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rhubarb jam

Small-batch rhubarb jam

I made this jam a week ago today. Of course, I had planned on telling you about it straight away, but exciting projects, a redesign, and kick-ass grades in my Swedish classes (insert thumb-up emoji here) got in the way. With Lisa’s comment in mind, I stirred the fruits into the hot syrup. She wanted […]

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kanelbulle

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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riz au lait

Rêveries – Riz au lait à la vanille et plus

[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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jonchee

The daily fix

I wake up to the shy sound of a detuned French radio. And leave a half-drank latte – stay put – on the kitchen table. Off on my favourite hollandais bike. It rattles, unexpectedly. And the brake feels ever too fierce. But it takes me to the market. And the little fort by the beach; […]

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cake quatre-quarts

A little sweller – Petits quatre-quarts, au chocolat ou pas

[Little poundcakes, with chocolate or not] It smells like the week-end around here. Actually, it’s been smelling like it for a week now. And boy, week-end does smell good. Just-brewed coffee and toasted baguettes. Roast vegetables and fish caught the night before. Soup and summer tart; perhaps with a handful of late raspberries, or a […]

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