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.
Hi, I'm Fanny. A French girl turned pastry chef - now in the north of Sweden, after six years in London - not unlike a roller-coaster over the Baltic Sea. I will draw on you and make cakes until dawn. I love acorns and many more things.