This is a birthday cake. The kind of cake you dream about when you’re a kid. An uncomplicated offering of sponge with buttercream frosting and a dollop of raspberry jam, covered in sprinkles, sweets and funfetti. Frankly it looks like a rainbow threw up all over it, which is absolutely 100% OK with me.
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You know those weekends when you really overdo it? Well I just had one. I’m talking steak upon steak, pastries left right and centre, cheese, macarons, crepes filled with heaps of melted cheese and delicious ham, and snacks at every opportunity (that’s not to mention the sheer amount of wine and cocktails consumed, too). If you read my last post then you’ll know why, and you might even think ‘hey man, it’s ok’, I mean after all I was in Paris. Could I have conducted my diet any differently? Non non, most certainly not. Continue reading
I haven’t done a favourites post in a while, so this one comes at no better time. I’m heading to the French capital, the city of love, the one and only Paris this weekend to celebrate turning a quarter of a century old, and I am so excited. Allons-y!
It’s breakfast time and isn’t it pretty! Not just because of these beautiful bowls I picked up in Madrid, but because what’s inside the bowls is super healthy, filling and nice and balanced. Perfect right? Totally.
Ok, maybe not as perfect as Oreo Cookie Cupcakes or a big bowl of mac and cheese might be for breakfast, but in adult life a bowl of quinoa is probably the right way to start your day. Let’s discuss.
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I think we’ve finally gotten through it. The sun has been shining for a few days now, temperatures have been hitting 20°c, the near-naked masses are out in full force and all outdoor public spaces are full. Guys, it’s officially spring. Oh how this excites me.
Clear blue skies, leaves and flowers in bloom, the constant longing for Pimms and longer evenings all leave me feeling a bit giddy. It is absolutely mandatory that everything I do from now on happens outdoors. That includes stuffing my face with these pretty little things despite bikini season looming. Continue reading
