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holidays

flowers
Memories

Bonjour Åsen

By On March 31, 2015

[Hello Åsen] This morning, as every morning since the past two weeks or so, I’ve fed Surdeg. Rye flour and water. Stir. Cover. Except, it’s no usual morning. I packed it in… Read More

cinnamon biscuits
Pâtisserie

On rituals and beautiful habits – Biscuits croustillants à la cannelle

By On November 25, 2014

[Crisp cinnamon biscuits] I don’t want fig leaf or oak bark infusion. I don’t want gimmicks and royal icing where it’s not needed. I want to explore flour, sugar, butter and eggs.… Read More

svante potatis
Memories

Pommes de terre

By On August 10, 2014

[Potatoes] Tonight, we dug potatoes (but really, doesn’t their French name imply so much more: earth apples) from the ground. They’re being boiled. And bacon and falukorv are being fried in a… Read More

summer house-18
Memories

And there are dragonflies

By On August 8, 2014

We drove and drove. It seems roadtrips are always involved whenever we are in Sweden – and really, I’m not complaining. And while I have so many things to tell you: that… Read More

scribbles
Memories

Press pause

By On August 1, 2014

Exactly three months ago, I told you this: a list of things I need to blog about: the launch of #parispastryclub kannelbulle croissants, rhubarb and mascarpone cake, the best brioche! — fanny… Read More

blackberry tart
Memories

Bonjour juillet

By On July 13, 2012

[Hello July] It’s raining. And somehow, we’re once again having winter in July. It seems to be a standard these days. And really, I could just write a letter to July. Not… Read More

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

sunset
Memories

She fell in love with…

By On March 6, 2012

A rainbow kind of sky, as seen from my bike. It was so beautiful it made me question my love for dawn over sunset. Ohhh such important matters...… Read More

eclair tronc
Pâtisserie

Fields of frost – Éclairs au chocolat, presque comme chez Fauchon

By On February 28, 2012

[Chocolate eclairs, almost like Fauchon’s] When trees are shaped like hearts; and breakfast means just-brewed coffee slash bike ride slash jonchée eaten as soon as I’ve taken my gum boots off. And… Read More

jonchee
Memories

The daily fix

By On February 27, 2012

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… Read More

velo-fanny
Memories

A bicyclette

By On February 23, 2012

[On a bicycle] I’ve been riding my bicycle through the beach, and putting tray after tray of madeleines in the oven. It smells lovely around here. Of warm butter and vanilla. You… Read More

fouras-8
Memories

There are only so many things I know

By On February 20, 2012

Yes, there are only so many things I know. Making wishes, of the fairylike kind. The taste of his lips; and the feeling in my stomach that it’s all just like a… Read More

feta dip
Cuisine

On summer secrets – Feta and lemon dip

By On September 29, 2011

This is what happens when it’s summer. Or at least when it feels like it. We swim in the sea, or more accurately, we’re forced by that wave which chose the exact… Read More

france in the summer-44
Memories

Mind your French – Le fondant au chocolat

By On September 27, 2011

[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… Read More

breakfast jonchee fouras
Memories

PS. Just a breakfast…

By On September 23, 2011

It might be safe to say that, in a perfect world, this would be my breakfast. Everyday. That week in Fouras possibly was the closest I could get to perfection. A perfection… Read More

kitchen-9
Memories

Instants, dans la cuisine

By On September 20, 2011

[Moments, in the kitchen] Sat at the table for breakfast. A breakfast that smells of toast and salted butter – the one with crisp fleur de sel – and, of course, coffee.… Read More

cake quatre-quarts
Pâtisserie

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

By On September 10, 2011

[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… Read More

jonchee
Memories

Les jonchées

By On September 7, 2011

fromager/crémier (the first, in front of the main entrance) rue de la halle, 17450 fouras I could list the places I belong to. But, at the end, it would just be a… Read More

fouras2
Memories

The smell of the ocean

By On August 13, 2011

Today, I booked a flight to a place I haven’t been in a year. But even with my eyes closed, I would still be able to ride my bike to the little… Read More

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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

pieds dans l'eau
Memories

Les pieds dans l’eau

By On June 16, 2011

A hard week ahead. For gold of the world, I wouldn’t change A thing. You’re my diamond. And yes, it is totally alright to make cheesy words feel ok by writing a… Read More

love like a sunset
Memories

Bonjour juin

By On June 2, 2011

[Hello June] More than ever, this year, june feels like a new start. A kiss goodbye under the rain. Metaphorically and literally. Also the first time I won’t be able to wish… Read More

beach-time
Memories

Les vacances

By On May 21, 2011

[Holidays] It seems I’ve been kept busy by the sound of pebbles rolling under the waves. In my records, it’s an all-good kind of thing. I’ve been reading this (otherwise known as… 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

aida pendeen lighthouse
Memories

A trip in nothingness, through the pentax

By On February 28, 2011

I don’t really know where to start about my – our – recent getaway to Cornwall. I have seen landscapes so beautiful my eyes hurt. I have eaten food so delicious my… Read More