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flowers

diana
memories

Bonjour juin

By On June 1, 2012

[Hello June] May has been a little crazy. Of the runs in the park slash flight to France slash rosé et mauresque with Anna-Sarah (every single night) slash book writing slash turning… Read More

madeleines
la pâtisserie

Surprise, surprise – Madeleines aux framboises

By On May 19, 2012

[Raspberry madeleines] This morning, the sky turned black, of the bruised kind. And then, clouds started to grumble, roar really. For minutes. And before we knew it – {insert French accent here}… Read More

april snow
memories

Through the wrong end of a telescope

By On April 18, 2012

I look through the window. And this is all I see. Rain and trees that snow. The very spectacle of April happening before my eyes. But no matter how breathless it makes… Read More

spring blossoms
la pâtisserie

Bonjour mars, au revoir mars

By On March 28, 2012

[Hello March, goodbye March] I’ve felt raindrops running through my hair; and my dress too. I’ve made a cake. And another one too. I’ve seen blossoms on every tree. I’ve walked in… Read More

F1000003
memories

One night of magic rush

By On June 22, 2011

I had forgotten how purposeless words can hold a special meaning. Just like driving endlessly on the smallest roads, with no possibility whatsoever to get lost since we have no destination. And… Read More

flowers heart
memories

Bonjour mai

By On May 8, 2011

[Hello May] So apparently, May started a week ago. I would love to say that I remember how beautiful the golden hour of the very fist day of the month; but the… Read More

brioche with jam
la pâtisserie

Neige d’avril et petit-déjeuner au lit – Une brioche en cinq minutes

By On April 19, 2011

[On April snow and breakfast in bed - A five-minute brioche] When I mentioned the five-minute brioche, I forgot to say it’s more of a five-minute and five-day brioche. Five days where… Read More

rosehip rain
le marché

Eglantine

By On March 29, 2011

[Rosehip] No matter how hard I try, I can’t get over the fact it took me twenty-five years to realise that the églantine [rosehip] I use on a daily basis at the restaurant… Read More