We’d lie around in bed all day – Tarte à la citrouille

I won’t lie. There are many advantages to having a boyfriend who’s a pâtissier.
First, he loves 6pm slumbers parties à deux since he – like me – knows how a 3am wake-up feels like.
Second, he whips some pretty nice dinners in a matter of seconds, leaving the kitchen deliciously shiny even though he is – [...]

Comme si tu m’aimais plus qu’un gâteau au chocolat – Choux croustimoelleux au fromage blanc et à la ciboulette

[Like you loved me more than chocolate cake - Fromage blanc and chives crispysoft choux buns]

Believe it or not, but I’ve made pâte à choux twice in the past couple of days; and nope, no flat little choux buns were involved. This might not sound special; but trust me – if you’re unaware of my [...]

Lundi. Des patates – Pain moelleux aux pommes de terre

[Potatoes on Monday* - Tender potato bread]

Ever since those two weeks, which I restlessly spent mostly mixing flour, butter and yeast or shaping croissants and brioches, I’ve been a bread-making addict.
It seems to have that double-effect-factor. The act of making the dough come together in a nice smooth ball certainly is relaxing, but the greatest part is the facial expressions of both my parents and sister when they bite into a warm slice of freshly baked homemade bread. And trust me, this is just priceless, and makes you forget that a couple of hours before your hands were stuck in a sticky mess [...]

The ballad of an easy rider – Petits pains aux échalottes et au persil

As you might have not guessed from yesterday non-post, I’m not ill anymore.

I did spend most of the day sleeping, but the evening was put to use for some beaujolais nouveau celebration.
And what’s better with some really bad wine that some equally good bread.

I used my favourite bread recipe, which I tweaked in order to get some soft and flavourful small breads [...]

Un petit papier et des muffins – Jamie Oliver’s butternut squash muffins with a frosty top

[On a small paper bit and muffins]

I don’t know about you, but in my book, nothing’s worse than Monday mornings. Wait. There is: autumn Monday mornings.
I mean, how would you expect me to be happy on a cold rainy morning, while we all know how I spent my weekend. It’s crazy how hard life is [...]