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journalnothing at all {4}

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one picture that tells a story about my morning. the snow, the smallest apples, a tree. I love when this happens. a cluster of happiness. of moments.

one picture that shows a problem I’ve been having with my minolta instant pro. whenever I shoot without flash, the shutter speed is too long, even in good light conditions. I don’t know how to fix this. and it makes me sad inside. so please tell me

one picture that reminds me about the smell of rain. two strangers suspended in time. they need more. I need to write more.

esther. wow thank you. I really like your work so you couldn’t make me happier. and no need to be jealous at all.

sabine. thank you. have a lovely holiday. x

madeleine. I really think that it’s safer for us to try and escape the reality from time to time. daydream is what keeps me – and I suspect, us – going.

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food, inspiration, journaland if you feel {2}

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(top image from the Pier cookbook)

the old lady that I am had to give up at work today after feeling so drowsy I could not even move. I could, however, think. about what makes me super happy right now.

in random order.

basil seeds. I’ve seen them everywhere over the span of a couple of days. in popsicles. on salmon carpaccio. and in my new favourite cookbook (picture above is the amazing honeydew melon soup with coconut sorbet and tapioca. love at the first sight).

books. while I’m at it, I must mention my recent favourite reads. I think I stated it pretty clearly above, but one of them is Pier by Greg Doyle. the second is Made in England by Aiden Byrne.

polaroid. and especially the fact that my polaroid spectra has the loveliest bokeh ever.

matcha bubble tea. before I even tasted one, I knew I was going to love it. and I do. so much that I just got one kg of big rainbow tapioca pearls in china town.

sweet purple yam. I still don’t know what I’m going to make out of it. but I’m pretty excited.

it seems my thoughts have geared towards food lately. I’ve been feeling overly inspired by exotic ingredients. I’m so grateful to be living my dream. being a pastry chef is beyond what I could have imagined. some call it bliss. I simply see it as evident.

what makes you happy right now? or perhaps, what are your latest culinary discoveries?

ps. in case you’re wondering, the food diary is on a break, but everything is going just fine. I think I’ll just post an update weekly so not to bore you with unexciting details about my food consumption.

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food, journalpeach {comments closed}

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today was all about movie-watching, cosy blanket-snuggling. flu is what they call it. I’d much rather take this as an opportunity to listen to the rain drops hitting my window.

ps. Mary, thank you for the link. I love her illustrations. they’re so lovely.

a large bowl of gazpacho.
one white peach.

a toastie made of one slice of whole-wheat bread and a little grated mozzarella.

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journalone {one}

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juicy stone fruits, forever sun, sparkling river thames, bike rides, and pimm’s and lemonade.

I love summer, although I will deny it no matter how much effort you put into having me admit it. but right now, I do truly wish those moments would last. for ever.

ps. august has been here for a little over forty hours now. and rather evidently, I’m already late for the summer break. but I’ll make up for it later in the evening.

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journalnew {3}

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three new things that make me happy.

one. the fantastic polaroid spectra, or more accurately, a minolta instant pro. this is my (only and) very first shot. I’m in love, already.

two. some illustrations I made for foodbeam. drawing feels like kissing, for hours.

three. the bridge that I cross every night. the view from my bike is just breath-taking. I love riding back and forth to work. such a lovely moment.

any happy list to share?

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journalhier {2}

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along with every new season that comes, some images become less and less blurry.

bright red cherries, endless nights, hot white sand, splashes of sea water, glasses of golden-coloured wine.

I love summer.

I only wish I was living closer to my three favourite girls of the universe, whose names coincidentally all start with an A. because to me, a summer is not one without them. x

what makes you fall in love with summer?

ps. totally unrelated, but I think it’s safe to say that my favourite lunch ever is: avocado + tomatoes + spring onions + red chillies + coriander + lemon juice + prawns. love love love.

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food, journalprintannier {5}

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as I was peeling rhubarb for a pre-dessert, I felt a sudden urge to run to the changing rooms and take my camera.

to me, rhubarb has the perfect spring colours, and possibly my favourite shade of pink.

I’m so ready for spring that I started a little cleaning over at foodbeam. it was not easy, but much needed.

what makes you feel ready for spring?

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