posts from the clarendon


food, journalrecently {2}

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a new month begins. in thirty days I will turn twenty-five. I’m still undecided for my wishlist. I just know I want something bold to remember what a long way I have come.

recently, I have – in alphabetical order:

one. made apple tarts.
two. eaten a warm salad of beetroot and goat cheese.
three. molded a dark chocolate bar and sprinkled it with with maldon sea salt.
four. seen the roses Guillaume gave me for our first anniversary getting dry.
five. spotted some blooming flowers in hyde park.
six. dreamed about actual floating lamps.
seven. loved this laundry string.
eight. thought that red and green is pretty.
nine. taken a walk on a sunny morning.
ten. felt overwhelmed by the building around trafalgar square.

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journal, to-dobook {4}

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a timeless moment at the Clarendon.

to-do: write a cookbook.

I think I have just found the perfect place to get the writing done. a café/restaurant/bar right down my street.
I cosily seat on one of the padded benches, get my moleskine and papermate pen from my bag, order a latte, then let the magic happen.

I love it there.

don’t you find it easier to work outside from home?

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