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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 […]

La science des rêves - Petits gâteaux comme des nuages à la farine semi-complète et à la banane

[The science of sleep – Cloud-like banana whole-wheat cakes]

Michel and his terrific movies. Bruno and his delicious goat cheese. Gaspard and his pretty face. Pierre and his outstanding pâtisseries. These are some of the not so many things that make me realise I’m not that damned to be French.
Le Neuf definitely isn’t one of them. […]

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 […]

Help, I have done it again; I have been here many times before - Apple cider vinegar English muffins

english muffins I had high hope about 2008. See, a little more than a week ago, things couldn’t have been more perfect. Indeed, potatoes were finally to be celebrated through the immensely important international year of potato; which, needless to say, kept me in a state of ecstasy.
That, until my laptop crashed, leaving thousand of pictures and a miserable me behind. Days passed by and when I eventually felt brave enough to start eating again, I found them, sitting in a little basket. They sure had some shoots pointing through, but still looked quite perfect to me. The glorious potatoes […]