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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 – [...]

En attendant l’automne – Que faire avec les premières figues?

figs[Looking forward Autumn - What to make with the very first figs?]

There are some things that you never forget. A kiss. A delicious cake. A fresh wind. A secret place where a couple of fig trees grow.

Today, I decided to take a break from my vacances routine – read: sleep, eat, swim, take pictures, drink cranberry juice, sleep – and go for a walk with my shiny new film camera. On the way back home, I thought I could go and check on the figs trees.

Just in case [...]

What’s your favourite fig recipe?

Harder better faster stronger – Une mousse aux chataîgnes to die for

[A to-die-for chestnut mousse]

Before I can start with this, I need you to complete a little homework. Basically, I want you to rush to the nearest French supermarket (never told you it was going to be easy) with a spoon in your hand and a thick scarf in your bag. Once you’ve arrived, try to [...]

Presque comme la tarte aux pommes de mon enfance – Tarte aux pommes rapées, au miel et au poivre noir

[Almost like my childhood's tart - Black pepper, honey and apple tart]

My dad makes the finest apple tart ever. I mean, he truly does.
The crust is thin and crisp. Although, he uses store-bough rolled shortcrust pastry, he gets it paper-thin by making good use of his favourite wooden rolling pin. The apples are soft, sweet [...]

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 [...]