Beautiful breakfast, favourite meal of the day. Lemon water with mint and a stick of cinnamon, green tea in the giraffe mug, and a plate of melon, apricot, and seeded bread sticks from the village bakery.
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First Antiparos Breakfast of the Year
Yog, nectarine and seeds. Perfect Aegean morning.
Flu Food
Sorry guys, I’ve been cowering in bed with the flu since the weekend – but here is a fine bowl of mango & passion fruit yog (with bits), banana, honey nut granola, raisins, and some mint. Served on my favourite Classic placemat.
The Simplest Dairy-Free Pear Cakes, Possibly Ever
I used to make these badboys all the time at the very end of uni, as graduation (and summer) drew close; they’re ridiculously easy to make, the fruit stays fresh and juicy on the inside, they’re (relatively) healthy and you can gobble a gazillion of them without feeling very full. Perfect for a cheeky afternoon’s worth of baking, if you’re in the mood.
You need:
- 100g flour
- 50g brown, soft sugar (preferably the stuff you use in gingerbread)
- 4tbs oil
- 2tbs syrup
- 1tbs baking powder
- 1/2tbs of soda bicarb
- A pear or two
The best part of these is that you can literally substitute the pear with any fruit (banana and peach work beautifully), and you can use honey instead of syrup. Adding vanilla extract won’t hurt either – or nuts, or whatever’s in your storage cupboard.
- Mix the flour with the soda bicarb and baking powder in a bowl.
- Grate the pear with a cheese grater (you can also cut it into tiny pieces with a knife, but…..effort). You want a lot of it.
- Add the sugar and grated fruit to the above mentioned bowl.
- Add the oil, sugar and syrup to the mix. Mix it well, into nice, fruity dough.
- Put it on a (buttered/oiled) cupcake tray (or in individual forms), bake at 190 celsius for app. 25 minutes.
- Decorate with fruit, sugar, draw squiggles – go for it.
A Recent Beauty
Beautiful breakfast in bed with the sketch book Rebecca so kindly gave me for my birthday. Organic vanilla yog with banana, fresh mint, a handful of granola and a glass of orange juice (with bits). Consumed in bed in Wandsworth/East Putney.
Two Months of Brunching
Good morning y’all, and sorry for the radio silence. Things have been hectic lately, and now I have two – or even three – months in front of me of holiday, and am already absolutely bored out of my wits. What I need is a project, a sort of daily mission that transgresses the daily routine of reading, exercise, job applications (for those who don’t know, I am planning on starting a career in HR), and sleep – and I think I’ve just found it.
Two Months of Brunching.
That is literally it. Anyone who knows me knows that I am literally the world’s greatest food enthusiast, brunch being my favourite meal (ever). And so, for the next few months I will try to post a daily brunch here (not just bogging down my Instagram feed), with ingredients, location, and other ongoing fun activities (like reading the Horse & Hound over breakfast tea, or prepping for the morning swim – surprise surprise, in ten days I am off to Greece!).
So kids, enjoy my small creative output, and always feel free to ask about anything you come across. Here is a lovely Greek breakfast from last summer, with a fine matching koulouri; 0% fat Greek yog, fresh mint leaves (off the homegrown plant), a handful of almonds and a peach. Devoured in front of a spectacular Aegean sunrise over Paros.
Today’s Breakfast
Fresh mint, red apple, organic Greek honey yog, and a small squeeze of golden syrup. Accompanied by the whitest tea on earth. Taken in Wandsworth/East Putney.
The Great Product Hunt
My mother has this thing where she gets unreasonably upset whenever she happens to see the contents of any of my cosmetic/haircare bags, whenever I fly home for to pay the parents a visit. I say ‘unreasonable’ because until I started buying my own products (and this was at like, the age of 19 or so), I didn’t realize how difficult and expensive it is to get the best stuff; and how many terrible things there are out there. And now I also get ‘unreasonably’ upset, whenever I walk into a Boots or a pharmacy.
(My best friend, Natalie, has even started a blog about this.. now that’s real passion for you)
I won’t name and shame any products (but I’m looking at you, TRESemmé, Garnier Olia, and Dior); but it so happens that most of my things (including a wonderful natural carrot oil! And a tube of dead sea mud my mother bought me in Jordan!) are stuck up in Yorkshire, and I’m feeling pretty deprived – at least I know my hair is. What doesn’t help is that I’m living off my limited stack of Korres and Apivita products (highly recommended) from my summer in Greece, and was struck by a wave of nostalgic pain when I walked into the bathroom this morning and found my housemate Phoebe’s Clarins lotion on the mirror’s ledge. 
It basically made me miss my pampered adolescent years, when I’d find myself mysteriously showered in boxes of Lancôme eyeshadows, Clinique cleansers, Clarins powders.. well, you get the picture. I don’t even know where all the stuff came from. Last Christmas I randomly received an amazing kit of LR moisturizers (day cream/night cream/eye cream). What I’m trying to say is that recreating this storm of quality beauty products in my own little flat, on my own little budget, is incredibly difficult – and just incredibly weird.
But today I had enough; I ordered Korres ginger & vitamins foundation, Clarins muti-active night cream, Clarins daily energizer cream, Clarins daily energizer cleansing gel, and a Phyto shampoo.
I’d also like to add that anyone crazier than I am about beauty products should go out of their way to look up Swiss Jüst and LR. Other than that, I had to restrain myself from also getting this Lancome mask, a Korres chap stick, a Korres hand cream, a Clarins bronzer, a Clinique moisturizer, some YSL lipsticks and some Neal & Wolf stuff for my hair. Basically, I really need to get a real job. Pronto.
Ariadne☀Sigrid 