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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.

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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.

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.

coffee break
Memories

Bonjour septembre

By On September 4, 2011

[Hello September] I am away from London for a month. Yes and whole entire month. And as I was landing at the smallest airport I have ever seen (so small I couldn’t… 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.

roganic
Inspiration

Roganic

By On August 11, 2011

19 blandford st, W1U 3DH http://www.roganic.co.uk/ Ben Spalding has puzzle pieces tattooed on his arms. Eating at Roganic did feel like putting all those bits together. One at a time. We sat… Read more.

escargot
Memories

Bonjour août

By On August 2, 2011

[Hello August] July felt like a summer storm. Of the quick, unexpected kind. It was beautiful. And much unlike any other July that has crossed my path. The rain, the cold, the… Read more.

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Inspiration

Caravan

By On July 27, 2011

11-13 exmouth market, EC1R 4QD http://www.caravanonexmouth.co.uk/ My playground love. With his blue eyes and boyish smile. With his barefoot habit in the winter and his cute front teeth. Yes, Caravan is just… Read more.

grand mere
Words

Du pain sur la planche

By On July 18, 2011

[Bread on the board]* Other than grazing at the London sky for hours, being stuck in bed for the past six days has also given me the chance to learn that Oxford… Read more.

squirrel
Memories

Mon écureuil

By On July 13, 2011

[My squirrel] I might have a new friend. Same face. Same place. Just a couple of months later. And yes, just as I did before, I’m writing this from a bed*. Wrapped… Read more.

summer wall
Memories

Bonjour juillet

By On July 8, 2011

[Hello July] The first night of July smelled like freshly-cut grass. We could hear planes over our heads and, at that exact moment, it reminded me the evening we spent sat on… 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.

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Inspiration

Le Mirazur

By On June 20, 2011

When the view from our table looked like sun sparkles, green leaves and just enough coral to guess the town of Menton, we really didn’t think that things were about to get… 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.

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.

NOPI kitchens
Inspiration

NOPI

By On April 27, 2011

21 warwick street, W1B 5NE http://www.nopi-restaurant.com/ The perfect day needs no more than a person I love as much as he finds me annoying, and enough drinks and food to keep us… Read more.

brioche with jam
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.

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Inspiration

Brew

By On April 13, 2011

45 northcote road, SW11 1NJ Possibly on of the few reasons I love Clapham Junction, this café makes the best breakfast. All day long. And this is worth more than words can… 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.

pastry
Memories

The end has no end

By On February 23, 2011

Last night, I said goodbye to a kitchen. As I was cleaning, I realised it would be the very last time. And I just couldn’t bring myself to live the space that… Read more.

orangette
Pâtisserie

Almost wordless – Mandarine soup in a crisp dark chocolate tube

By On February 16, 2011

A mandarine soup that tastes better than bitting into the real fruit. The crunch of dark chocolate. I always seem to think I don’t like citrus and chocolate. But I do. And… Read more.

squirrel
Memories

Somewhere, outside

By On January 28, 2011

A couple of days ago when Stephanie thanked me not to be a food snob, I think she didn’t realise how right she was. The proof lies in the bowl of rice… Read more.

aida
Memories

Forward

By On January 26, 2011

At times, we have no choice but remain quiet. Words seem bland. Words that can’t say how we feel. Right now, I’m looking forward. To plenty of things. But mostly, to see… Read more.

mise en place
Memories

I love you like chocolate cake

By On January 19, 2011

I wake up to darkness, sleepy faces, and cold winds. I go home to darkness, empty streets, and many thoughts. In between, there is flour. And sugar. And butter. Lots of each.… Read more.