Into the wild – Matcha whoopie pies

You’re crazy. Possibly good-crazy, but crazy nonetheless.
The fact that you can’t refrain your love for acorns, for anything impossible, and for green tea simply proves it.
Or it might actually be that many times when you take the cutest voice ever and start rambling about ponies with glitter manes that live close to a chocolate lake.
One [...]

On aura qu’à se cacher sous les draps – Brownies-like cookies en ice cream sandwich au chocolat et à la banane

[We could just hide under the bed covers - Brownies-like cookies and banana ice cream sandwiches]

Quite unexpectedly, summer showed up; with its glorious harvest, hot breezes and refreshing drinks.
Quite unexpectedly, I hadn’t noticed how time flew by. These past months; this past year.
It seems that since I came back from New Zealand, things haven’t stopped. [...]

Une souris verte qui courait dans l’herbe – Sablés escargots à la vanille et au thé vert

[A green mouse, running through the grass – Snail-like vanilla and green tea sablés]

I assume you guessed from the lack of content around here that I’ve been somewhat busy. And well, you’re just damn right. I haven’t been cooking – or more accurately baking – much lately.
I sure have been making myself lovely meals: from [...]

Best(est) side of homemade pâte feuilletée – Des presque palmiers crousti-caramélisés

Pâte feuilletée [puff pastry] is one of those things that people don’t make, ahem, very often. You might, which you should be blessed for; but so far, I haven’t met anyone who doesn’t rely on store-bought puff pastry. I guess this is okay for most of us; I have to admit that whenever I have a tart craving and no time to make puff pastry, I prefer to quickly put a simple pâte brisée together and get on with the filling comme si de rien était.

However, come over on a Sunday morning and you’re likely to find me making pâte feuilletée [...]

Les sablés viennois au chocolat d’Aïda (et aussi un peu de Pierre Hermé)

[Aïda's (but also, Pierre Hermé's) chocolate sablés viennois]

I would have preferred a guinea pig.
Those were my first words when my mother told me she was pregnant. As an eight year-old single child, the anticipation of having a sister – or even worse, a brother – was a rather dreadful thought.
However, as years went by, I [...]