We represent the lollipop guild - Vanilla cheesecake lollipops

… and in the name of the lollipop guild, we welcome you to munchkinland daringbakersland.

It’s not a secret to anyone. I could kill for cheesecake. Great cheesecake, that is.
Quite evidently, I was thrilled when I found out about this month’s daring bakers challenge. Cheesecake. Lollipops.

Those are basically two of my favourite things ever. Combined. I mean, the branding for my name even features lollipops.
My warmest thanks go to Deborah and Elle for this great pick […]

The ephemeral party - Gâteau fondant au chocolat

Picture a chair. One covered with some kind of pushy-pink fabric. Well, now imagine yourself getting that exact chair for your birthday – or Christmas, I’m not picky. Thrilled, aren’t you?

The state you would be in is probably as exciting as my current social life. You see, ever since I’ve moved to Revel for my stage de fin d’études, I didn’t really get the chance to connect, or even talk to people my age.

But tonight, people; tonight I‘m invited to a birthday party. And before you start thinking I’m an unsocial geek – which trust me, I am not – you should try and understand. One month. Without. Partying.
Okay, now we’re on the same length, I can introduce you to the most decadent dessert ever. Cake that is.

Strawberry fields forever - Perfect party cake à la vanille et aux fraises

This is all quite a surprise to me. I originally thought I would have to skip this month’s daring bakers challenge – again – because of my so-not-working internet connection. But what first appeared to be a never-ending story did find an end yesterday, as a France Telecom monsieur dropped by without warning and fixed […]

Je n’ai jamais mangé de pyjama aussi doux que le tien - Cheesecake très vanille

[I never ate sweeter pyjamas than yours – Very vanilla cheesecake]

Saturday. 8am.
The soft noise of the raindrops hitting the window gently wakes me up, making me more and more aware of the pressure of the thick duvet cover (love*love that word so much; reminds me of someone special who taught it to me) against my […]

Hoping for happy accidents - Le clafoutis de ma grand-mère

[Hoping for happy accidents - My grand-mother’s clafoutis]

It all happens on purpose. A few months ago, I came across a couple of old notebooks. Notebooks I once valued as precious. Notebooks I wouldn’t go anywhere without. Notebooks I recorded my food-related ideas into. Notebooks that I thought would turn into a book.
Then, I suddenly realised […]