“Are you sure you’ve had enough?”

“There’s still some left. You have to eat. You’re still growing up.” A visit to my grandmother’s house always followed a certain routine. We entered through the back door and she would be nowhere to be found. We’d go into the garden and find her on her knees somewhere between the potato plants. All gardening…

Feel (cookie) batter soon

Ah, fall. The crisp air, the changing leaves, the cinnamon on everything. Not to mention the congested nose, the scratchy throat and the unstoppable sneezing. Don’t get me wrong, fall is still my favorite season. I’m just having a little trouble getting used to it. I’ve spent the last two days indoors with a blanket…

Cooking by numbers

  1243, also known as the juicy hamburger with oak lef lettuce, prosciutto and seasoned potato wedges. 908, alias the caesar salad with dressing. 774, a.k.a. the autumn pâté with pumpkin chutney. 3, the number of times I felt guilty when eating at the office cafetaria this week. I’m only there 3 times a week so if…

Time fries

Three years. Three months. Not more than a couple of days. That’s how long it’s been since I signed the lease on a tiny little attic apartment in big bold Brussels. My soon to be home didn’t have central heating but it did have zebra printed bathroom walls so that was that. Moreover, it was…

McDontknownothing at Lisbon Airport

It’s early morning, August 14th. My friends and I are off to the land of sunshine, hills and sardines, also known as Portugal.  We really have it all. Passports? Covered. Flight details that the airline never asks for but you print out anyway? Check. Travel guide because we haven’t planned anything yet? Got it. Flashlight in…

I want a hot body but I also want muffins

Yoghurt, oatmeal, granola, smoothie, egg whites, fruit, avocado,… No. French toast, pancakes, bacon, syrup, waffles, pastries,… Abso-fuckin-(g)lutely. Sometimes waking up is so cruel you need to counter the experience by putting calories in your mouth. Soothing, gooey, lovely calories in the form of baked goods. Just one little problem. I have lost my baking mojo. Cookie…

You don’t win friends with salad, do you?

You do. My grandmother made friends for life with salad. As soon as the temperatures reached summer level, she summoned her husband into the garden to find the best crop of them all. Their five grandchildren deserved only the very best. My grandparents’ house was a playground paradise. Right behind their farm-like home was a…

You ricotta be kidding me

It was a summery Thursday afternoon in one of Belgium’s biggest cities. Like most summery Thursdays around this time, rain was pouring down and hundreds of people were getting into their cars to leave town.  The prospect of sitting inside their house instead of their office filled their hearts with joy. We, the Belgians, were…

I wish I was full of tacos instead of emotions

Tomorrow is going to be a great day. Why, you ask? Because it’s going to be summer. You know where it’s already summer? In my head. And in frozen Margaritas. Summer is calling The object of my desire, from here on adressed as el boyfriend, is planning his summer vacation. At this point, I’m surprised I already…

I chickened out, parmigiana style

“The watch you’re wearin’, I’ll buy it The house I live in, I’ve bought it The car I’m driving, I’ve bought it I depend on me, I depend on me.” Read more: Destiny’s Child – Independent Women Part I Lyrics | MetroLyrics .” Car problems, kitchen solutions My inner Beyonce would love to stay and…