Just a Sunday afternoon – Carrot cake energy balls

Summer has started, on a Sunday afternoon. The days are now long again. With the sun setting at ten thirty pm and rising just a short hours later at two thirty am. And when I told Svante last Sunday “Det känns som sommar idag.”, he was quick to answer “Det är sommar.”, something that went in unison with his rhubarb plants, which have dramatically grown ...

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Bonjour mai (and a wonderful book giveaway)

Believe it or not (I’m still positive on the latter), there was a snowstorm a week ago. And although I’ve rather successfully survived my first winter in the north of Sweden, I must admit that I had never seen so much snow in one day. Ever. Before. A few rainy nights later, there is very little left of the winter on our roads and forest. ...

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The macramé coconut bird feeder

We’re in Åsen for the week. With a very limited internet connection, but this kind of thing doesn’t matter when you have for only alarm, the soft light of the sun through a forest of birches, and the mésanges‘ songs . There are the woodpeckers too, not unlike a ticking clock. Yes, we’ve seen many birds perched in the trees that line the forest, but ...

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Stories from a recent past – Romtårta

One morning, we left for Byske as soon as K. got home; with, for only reason, the two horses that he’d seen and wanted to show me. In the distance, a farm broke through the wall of björkar [birches] that lines the road. As we approached, it became clear that the horses had been moved. Instead, we stopped a few hundreds of meters later, way ...

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Rhubarb custard squares

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 everything seems to grown around us. Soon, potato flowers will ...

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Small-batch 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 a simple jar recipe. And here it is. No endless ...

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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 foodbeam and mon petit navire, a more personal blog. And ...

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Une promenade à 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 in the sun at seven pm; almost forgetting that, just ...

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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 of our car. We cleaned it with water from the ...

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