Tag: dark chocolate

cake-chocolat

Oops #4 – Le cake au chocolat

I’ve been going through my pictures. There is this chocolate loaf cake. And really, it’s been haunting me. I made it at my grand-mère‘s house. Back on the twenty-third of march 2008, at 12:38, or so says the EXIF data. Now if only it would tell me which recipe I used. Because no matter how […]

Read more
coffee chocolate self-saucing caked

The end – Coffee and chocolate self-saucing cake

The end. Of this, that is. I was writing when the timer went off. Upstairs, sitting cross-legged in front of my laptop. It wasn’t as cold as the outdoors would suggest. Perhaps, from the oven. Or the sweater he must have draped over me while I was reading words that once were thoughts. A cake […]

Read more
a cake too

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

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 […]

Read more
france in the summer-44

Mind your French – Le fondant au chocolat

[The ultimate chocolate fondant] In London, we’ve had winter in July. Air damp with rain. Kitchens warm with soup on the stove. Oven smelling like chocolate cake. And now, in the south of France, we’re having summer in September. Walks through the markets. Sirops d’orgeat at the terrace of the village café. Afternoons at the […]

Read more
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 […]

Read more
profiteroles

Skinny dipping – Double chocolate profiteroles

I haven’t been hanging out with my laptop much lately. You see, I’ve been sort of busy doing this. And some unexpected things. Of the good kind. Like a lunch at Mauro Colagreco‘s Mirazur – which you will certainly hear of next week – and the less-than-occasional dip in the waves. The skinny way. Or […]

Read more