Tag Archive: Food

Some indulgence

I don’t start work until 3 p.m. so I had plenty of time at the gym this morning while the rain was tapping the windows of the SATS ceiling. When I got home… Continue reading

Had I been in Cape Town today…

Today I’ve been missing Cape Town. Maybe because it’s Sunday… The best day for having pancakes for breakfast. I would add a delicious Mocha from Vida e Caffé or herbal tea at Birds.… Continue reading

Lately

I’ve been… Eating my fav sandwich in the morning: avo, coriander and sea salt Enjoying Beatrice’s most amazing home made cookies. (The French Macaroni’s are to die for!) Going out to dinner with… Continue reading

Family fall

It’s weekend again. This one I’ve spent peacefully with my family. My grandmother, uncle and cousin came over for dinner Saturday night. My mom’s lamb meatballs with parsley and lemon zest cooked in… Continue reading

Neverchanging, everlasting

For me, Rome was more nostalgic than anything. Obviously, showing my mother around was really cool although I had forgotten how much walking you do in this city. It never bothered me (for… Continue reading

Dad and Dalarna

I am at my dad’s big house in the country side of Rättvik Dad really has a knack for personal decorating He runs a second-hand shop (one could almost think it was in… Continue reading

Making or spending money

It’s really no joke to say that Norway is expensive. Shopping is a conflicted mission. For more than a year I have been choosing to buy almost all my groceries organic or fair… Continue reading

Meze mingle

Sunday morning. Spring rain is pouring over the lush tree tops of Stockholm. My window is wide open, like my heart. Lying on my bed I have a perfect view of the sky,… Continue reading

Easter = family time

The sun is shining and the snow is gone. This morning when I walked to work I didn’t plug my earphones in. I listened to the chirping birds. We made it through another… Continue reading

Reflecting & recalculating

My friend Maria is here to stay with me for a couple of days. She was a part of my closest circle of friends in Cape Town and we shared everything that year.… Continue reading