Rhubarb custard squares

rhubarb square

In Kusmark, the apple trees, now heavy with blossoms are buzzing with bumblebees. The rhubarb has grown taller than me. Strawberry and raspberry bushes are just starting to bloom. Yes, every time we go there – more often than not on the weekend – I can’t stay away from the garden, mesmerised by how fast […]

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Small-batch rhubarb jam

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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Bonjour Mai


[Hello May] It’s always like this, when I bake more than I can blog about, I subsequently find myself wordless. Even more so this time, because this July will mark my ten years of blogging about food. Yes, some of you might not know but before comme un lait fraise, I used to write on […]

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Une promenade à Skellefteå

first day in Skellefteå

Today meant a lot of things. A four am wake-up of some kind that only sunrise can bring. And falling back asleep. A glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and filmjölk with oats and honey. A few amazing hours in a classroom, learning Swedish, one word at a time. And sitting at a café terrace […]

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From the lake to our table


Some stories don’t need words. But let me tell you a little about this one. It’s a story of the recent past; of a wonderful day. One by the lake and the forest. One when Kalle caught a rainbow trout. And we took it hot, carefully placed on top of his waders in the boot […]

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Bonjour avril


[Hello April] The not-so-official April day-dream list. I want café frappés, the best euphemism of a kind that involves milkshakes for breakfast. I want to wear a sequin top and leopard ballerines from dawn till the next. I want a Bloody Mary in my hands and his lips on mine. And I want to see […]

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PS. Guess who’s back?


The reinette seems to like Anna-Sarah’s potager a little too much. She found it in the fennels today and to be honest, we couldn’t be happier. My days are like no other at the moment. I bake in the morning. And write recipes in the afternoon. With breaks spent in the garden, with a glass […]

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Bonjour avril


[Hello April] My weeks have been made of Sundays lately. And it really feels like walking with my eyes closed and crossing my fingers at every step I take. Not unlike getting lost. Not unlike falling in love. And to be honest, it was all making me a bit so-so. A bit outside of me; […]

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Through the wrong end of a telescope

april snow

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 me feel – every single year – I somehow wish for more. A more I can’t quite define. A more that is so […]

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Bonjour mars, au revoir mars

spring blossoms

[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 empty avenues, with my eyes closed and his hand on mine. I’ve had dreams I never knew I had. I’ve lied in the […]

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Le Mirazur

mirazur mauro colagreco-12

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 better. And yet, we knew. Because of all the beautiful words we’d read about Mauro Colagreco. Because – and it sometimes doesn’t mean […]

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Les pieds dans l’eau

pieds dans l'eau

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 haiku. The treasure of my life is going to have a tough day and week. But I’m rather confident she will work her […]

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