Two days ago now, I went to Cédric Grolet’s pastry shop at the Berkeley. Now I realize the title of this post is quite silly, but the truth is this. Where do you put the croissants or croissants?Under a glass bell. Exactly under glass. And I’m not kidding. There’s this
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I took this image on my way to the flower shop, round the corner off tanner street, towards malty market. A sentence on a wall that didn’t tell me such strange or new things, but I took the shot because I liked the blue sky, the color of the bricks
The great thing about a big city is the variety of people you can meet. No one judges, checks, looks suspiciously. In short, you can go around dressed as you like, so that nobody gives a damn. So I decided to activate a pseudo column, which I will update on
In these days, back home, I have had to devote myself to bureaucracy. One of the requirements I found on one form was the following: “the candidate must be of sound constitution”. I was left with shit. But really. After the first five minutes spent getting even more pissed, trying
Today I would like to tell how I felt yesterday, over two glasses of wine. I live in London and I had an appointment with my “fake cousin” (we have a very strange relationship) French by birth, but English by choice. It had been a while since our last meeting
After a a weird, angry and chaotic week yesterday, Sunday afternoon I indulged in tea with the Queen. Or rather a real Afternoon tea, at the Goring hotel (the queen’s own). Still on the subject of celebrations for the platinum jubilee, I found the effigy of dear elisabetta on pastries,
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