go shawty

There was a golden birthday. The birthday girl stomped home in a cloud of ill humour after picking a dumb fight with someone she adores. Then she tripped straight into a lair of all… Continue reading →

hangover tisane

Work hard. Play hard. Both of which I did last week. Very, VERY enthusiastically. Here’s a little remedy I drink when I feel under the weather, worked to the bone, or when I’ve… Continue reading →

polenta plum cake

I’m not a big fan of flashy. I don’t know how to do blingy. But I can do humble pie. And I can DEFINITELY do humble cake.  This is the cake equivalent of… Continue reading →

potpourri (autopilot) muesli

Last week I was shuffling through the natural foods store in a post-work coma when something odd happened. I watched bemused as my hands grabbed seeds and nuts and dried fruit off the shop… Continue reading →

al fresco

This green & coral glory of a salad. With these truffley, ashy, and sharp treasures procured from the cheesemonger’s cave of wonders on the Twijnstraat. And the stone fruit, almost too pretty to… Continue reading →

i’ve been…

…spicing up the ole brekkie routine. …playing hide-and-seek. …feasting with my colourful friends. …spending happy evenings here. …shrinking my lofty 5’11 perspective down into four-year-old wonder. Any happy, life-sustaining stuff happening to you these… Continue reading →

party on a plate — Indonesian gado gado

I’m not sure when our little bunker became the family party house. But sometime after the last rager Christmas brunch, my sister-in-law and I put on our scheming hats to scheme up a… Continue reading →

Goldilocks & the black sticky rice pudding

Not enough warmth in my bones. Not enough photons hitting my eyeballs. March is making it easy to pretend I’m a winter-sedated bear nesting in my flannel sheets each night. Here’s a little something… Continue reading →

grand life lessons

When flying off a bike and onto a snowy street,  position your hips so as to bruise both your legs equally. Enjoy a week of dancing to “Single Ladies” with epic Beyonce-sized thighs.… Continue reading →

Bunker to Bistro in 4 seconds flat

A few months ago, my friend Mirte took me to the magical city of Maastricht (remember our adventure?). After exploring every last charming cobblestoned alley, we reluctantly stepped on the train back to… Continue reading →