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After a very, very long, cold, grey winter, things are looking up. The birds are so riotously giggly about it all, they’re waking me up in the morning. So this is one for those of you still in...
Almost a month of silence… some have been asking me what’s been going on? Where did Crumpet Kitchen go? Crumpet Kitchen is here, never fear, but a little distracted with other stuff. Stuff that’ll...
The Jerusalem Artichoke, a.k.a. in these parts, the topinambour – not just the name of that really good store close to the Parc de Milan (go in for one small thing, come out 100 francs later)....
Parmi mes nièces et mes neveux (et j’utilise le terme avec un large esprit anthropologique) il y a des talents importants. Des ingenieurs de lego et de robot, des infatigables charmeurs, des...
In a vague, distant memory there’s a picture on the box of a jigsaw puzzle at my part-Swiss cousins’ house in Dublin. Pure seventies kitsch, the colors were dizzy in their exaggeration. Dazzlingly...
It was four years ago I stopped by at the local DIY during one lunchtime and picked up a pretty little plant heavy with miniature oranges. Perfect, I thought, to cheer up the office. Since then, my...
Ceux qui sont intolérants (voir allérgique) au lactose, au gluten, au sucre… ils sont de plus en plus parmi les amis, la famille, les connaissances. Ma mère (no lactose, no gluten) m’a envoyée...
A chaque endroit ses traditions, à chaque saison ses parfums. Un gateau de Noël au nom de “Jamaican Black Cake” mérite bien le prénom “le pavé” donné par un ancien collègue qui m’en commandait...
If there was one thing I learnt from writing a doctoral thesis across an ocean from the library, and doing so in double-quick time, it was that a few rules are necessary. A few years later, I find...
Food, it’s often said, brings people together. Click to view slideshow. Stirabout Sunday at the Crumpet Kitchen brought us together. For this year’s edition of the “atelier pudding”, once again we...
Parfois, quand on réoriente la vie, les jours peuvent devenir un peu chargés. On n’a pas encore toutes les bases sur lesquelles on peut se structurer. On doit tout inventer. Même le dimanche...
It’s the kind of day you have one of two paths to take: go outside, huddled up in scarves, gloves and coat and remind yourself why it is you’re damned lucky to have a roof over your head and a warm...
Aux magasins je vois déjà les marchandises de Noël. Juste pas possible ! On vient mettre le chauffage il y a quelques jours et on m’encourage vivement déjà à acheter des cadeaux et des babioles ?...
Some of life’s challenges you set yourself. Others kind of get set for you. As I write, a young Austrian called Felix is sitting in a little metal capsule hanging somewhere very high above New...
It turns out most fairies won’t eat a compôte of apple, pear and banana, even if you hide two rather delicious brownies at the bottom. One fairy would, but she’s a rather exceptional fairy who can...
Et oui, la horde arrive. J’entends déjà ses terribles cris de conquête. Dans une semaine elle va planter le camp dans mon salon, pour un petit brunch “pic-nic au parquet”. Six jeunes filles-fées....
These days I live for the small gaps between things to do and places to be. September’s like that, my mother says. It looks like October’s going to be too. Sometime around the end of November I’m...
And we’re back! Things are a little hectic round here. Courses, classes, new job, new blog (of which, more in a minute)… My brain is expanding, my schedule imploding, my cycling muscles pinging....
Two weeks ago I promised a sticky malt loaf as soon as the temperature dropped and life was more adapted to an iota of complication in cookery. At the time, summer was scaling its rocky heights –...
Un homme est trouvé mort. Son meilleur ami, celui qu’il l’a connu depuis leur enfance, reçois une boîte à musique de sa part. Une boîte dont l’ami ne savait pas l’existence. Elle est accompagnée...
If looks could turn the heat down… The dog days (or, as they’re known more logically in this house, the cat days) of summer are well and truly here. In between short escapes up to the cooler air of...
M. ModulorMesurer : un art bien humain. L’architecte Le Corbusier le savait bien. Si par hasard vous passer par le jardin de sa première maison construite à La Chaux de Fonds (ou mieux si vous...
Just up the hill from me on a busy row of shops and in what used to be one of those ridiculously over-priced baby clothes stores, a new business started up a month or so ago. Moving on (or back,...
Henry Dunant had no idea of what he was getting into (photo Wikipedia)That august and worthy institution, the International Committee of the Red Cross, tries to keep its nose out of controversy....
Pour une bonne intégration en Suisse, je conduis une ligne étroite entre la bonne note et la mauvaise… Pensons bien alors au commerçant français qui m’a prise pour une suissesse à cause de mon...
A summer’s walk in woods I know well. With nothing to guide me but the sun and my nose. An afternoon spent following paths I know and some newly discovered. Blame it on the cat who nearly made me...
It’s been a hard week…. Swordfish steaks with a pepper, cardamom and citrus peel crust, served with spinach sauteed in ginger (the recipe is safely stored) Organic milk ice cream: a speculoos...
L’honneur cette semaine aux beaux-parents que j’ai connu dans la vie. Ceux et celles qui se donnent à un nouvel amour, ce qui peut impliquer les enfants d’un ou d’une autre. Les belles-mères je les...
L’été arrive sur la côte du lac leman. Le soleil brille, la chaleur revient. Je suis de retour au jardin de C. où tout est en abondance. Les fraises et les framboises se prêtent à la main. Les...
How many times have we, each of us, sat on a train rattling through a strange town, seeing lights in windows, and wondered what goes on inside? Or not wondered at all, just gazed. Elsewheres: the...
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