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Spicy Chai Latte Loaf

Friday, 20 May 2016

Last weekend we went to a barbecue at a friend’s house. We had so much fun, and you know, as the time goes by, conversations tend to turn unexpected and amazingly interesting and funny.

So after a couple of wine glasses and feeling slightly overfed, we started talking about where are we from and where do we think we belong to.


One of my friends is English, with Ukrainian ancestors, and she said she was convinced she should have been born Malaysian.

The other one, blond and blue eyes prototypical British lady, assured she should have been born in Japan.

Both discussed how out of context they feel in the UK, and how happy and fully integrated within the society they felt when they visited Japan and Malaysia. They talked about their experiences and anecdotes, and the reasons why they were utterly convinced to have been born and raised in the wrong place.

OMG Chocolate & Beetroot Cake

Friday, 13 May 2016

As you know, a while ago I decided to stop my battle against beetroot and I felt completely in love with this amazing root.Yes, I'm not ashamed to admit that I find them delicious. Beets taste like sweet dirt. Like licking sugar spilled on the ground on a rainy day. And I love them.

Since then, I've tried to convert a few people. Just because I'm convinced that what’s most likely is that people who think they hate beets just haven’t tried them in the right form.


You may won't believe it, but there are still plenty of beetroot haters around. And I can proudly say I've done it. Or almost.

First step: ditch the vinegar. Honestly. Cheap vinegar cannot make any good to any food. At all. Not even gherkins. Nor pickled eggs. Yuk.

Second step: assume your wee will be red for a couple of days. Jokes apart, we have a friend that literally freaked out But you don’t have my permission to continue hating them.the first time he ate beets as an adult. Thought he had internal hemorrhage. Beetroot are pooptastically colorful. Let's move on.

Tomato Tarte Tatin

Friday, 6 May 2016

Spring is here!! I’m really loving this warm weather. Since I live in the UK I appreciate the different seasons a lot more. In Spain, where you only have winter and summer, people normally goes from running to avoid the terrible cold weather to running to avoid melting under the sun. Literally.

I remember one summer I stood still for longer than I should and my soles stuck to the road like marshmallows in a barbecue. True story.

Pork Chorizo & Thyme Wellington

Friday, 29 April 2016

This week I´m going to be very brief. I´m extremely busy packing up our smartest outfits as we´re flying off to Spain to attend one of my best friend´s wedding. Yay!

We´ve been friends since we were like 13 years old, which means we have been friends for around 22 years... that´s a whole life being friends!!


The best thing about it is that we´ll be staying in my other best friend´s house for a couple of days and then attending the wedding together.

I have shared with them every single moment of my life. The good ones, and the bad ones. And they both have been there for me always. No questions, no judgement. Just unconditional love.

Cherry Kirsch Cupcakes

Friday, 22 April 2016

My favorite recipes are cooked when I'm really hungry. It's like I channel that energy into food and make it taste better. Yesterday I woke up at 6:30, and although I was massively tired and sleepy, I also was massively starving.

The sunshine was lighting my kitchen, and I thought I would have breakfast on my own for a change. The house was quiet and warm.

I went downstairs and started looking in the kitchen cupboards for something to eat. I didn´t fancy toast at all, nor cereals or biscuits. I fancied something nice, spongy and home made. It was only 6:40 and I still had time.

Spanish Lentil Casserole

Friday, 15 April 2016

My mum has come to spend some time with us and you can tell because my home smells amazingly well all the time. It smells like my childhood used to smell. 

Every day she asks me what I would like for dinner. And weirdly enough, every day I ask her to prepare all these dishes that used to have a "meh" when I was a child. Maybe because it is now when I´m able to appreciate how much effort time and loves goes it goes into each plate.


My mum is definitely the best cook ever. She taught herself to cook, and then she taught me. And then I turned into this quirky random cook that is completely unable to follow a recipe or to plan meals in advance.

Creamy White Lasagna

Friday, 8 April 2016

Everyone has one (or more) song(s) that they never get tired of listening to.

I'm talking songs or melodies that you have heard probably a hundred times, and still makes you smile. Songs that give you chills, songs that make you sad, songs you play while running or working, or just songs you like to sing. Could be Jazz, could be rap, could be orchestral, cultural, Rock and or Roll! Just any song you've never seem to grow tired of hearing.


I mean the kind of songs you don’t even need to listen to start singing. The kind of song that start automatically when you hear a particular word.