lemon honey overnight oats

Another breakfast recipe! But you probably guessed that already by reading the title. Last year I discovered overnight oats, probably a decade after everyone else did, but whatever. I also discovered Instagram last May, and until then didn’t really know what a blog was. But now I have caught up somewhat. That I’m writing about overnight oats is a bit peculiar, because one of the main ingredients is oatmeal, and I have never ever liked oatmeal. Not even when I was at an age when most children

physalis + coconut stracciatella

Until a week ago I thought the only fruit available in winter were apples and pears. But thanks to the world wide web a whole new world of winterfruit has opened up to me. For example: physalis. Physalis is an orange berry, slightly smaller than cherry tomatoes. They are sweet and sour, some more sour than others. In the English language they are also known as golden berry or inca berry. In the Danish language they are called ananaskirsebaer, which translates as pineapple cherry. I think that is

honeymoon in london

The morning of the day after the wedding we found ourselves on a train to Brussels where we were going to board the Eurostar to London. This city has been on our wish list of places to travel to for a long long time. But perhaps the day after our wedding wasn’t the best time to go. We didn’t expect that we would have so little energy left after this dot. A shame, because we were more looking forward to this little getaway than to our actual wedding. Now we spent our four days in London like

dot: wedding

My first dot to write about: our wedding. Do not be afraid: this won’t be some sappy story about how madly in love we are, and how this was the best day of our lives. I don’t believe in that kind of thing. Although I would like to mention that Matthijs and I had wonderful day and that we both wouldn’t want to change anything about it. But I hope there will be many more wonderful days in our lifetime. What a would like to address here is something that bothered me a lot during the wedding

taizé, october 2016

Taizé is a small village in the Bourgogne (Burgundy) in France, approximately eight hours by car from where I live. In 1940, frère Roger first came to this village and decided that this was the place where he needed to be. His intention was to start a small ecumenical community of brothers, but it turned out that during his life this community would continue to grow. Each year there are about 100.000 visitors that come to Taizé to live with the brothers for a week, most of them between 18 and

raspberry lemon cheesecake

Today is my ½th birthday. Exactly six months ago and six months from now was/is my birthday. And to be honest, I like this day better than my actual birthday. Since half a year has gone by, I only remember the fun parts of my birthday, and have forgotten about all the organisational rigmarole. And since there is still half a year to go, I don’t have to worry about that yet. There’s only the excitement. Or as we call it in Dutch: voorpret. Literally this translates as pre-fun. And by that

gent + pas de calais

I love to travel. I always have, and probably always will. Even three months after we came back from eight months travelling the world, I already felt the need to leave this tiny country again. But then it quieted down for a bit. Until recently. In the past couple of months I have been to France twice, and to London. And in two weeks I will be in India. O, and I also got married. All in between following classes for my masters. So much for a quiet life. This travelling bug, or at least a small

routine + broad bean spread

  Many people seem to be really comfortable with a set routine. And I have to admit, that I am more productive if I have one. But unfortunately I’m not really good at keeping them. In my perfect world, I would get up early in the morning, work out, take a shower, have breakfast and start studying. Let’s say in my real world it doesn’t quite go like this. Every single day is different. Some days I manage to have my ideal morning, others I wake up quite late and don’t do much until I go

fruit trees + plum tart

Three weeks before my eleventh birthday we, that is my parents, me and my two younger brothers, moved to a small town in the Northeast of the Netherlands. Our new house had a huge garden, well in my eleven year old eyes it was, and in my memories it is probably bigger than it actually was. In this garden we had two ponds with fish, a small corner for my rabbit, lots of flowers, and three fruit trees: one apple tree and two plumtrees. Almost every year at the end of summer we would have so much

end of summer + cauliflower soup

When it comes to food, I always go through phases where I eat a certain type of dish or cook with one specific ingredient over and over and over again. I have had these phases ever since I started to cook. That’s quite a while now, for I learned how to cook when I was 13 years old. Amongst the many phases I have gone through  were Indian curries, sauerkraut, quiches, tomatoes, all sorts of nuts and seeds, broccoli, cheese, bell peppers, smoothies, soups and wraps. Usually, when a phase comes