Red, Luscious, and Velvety

I’m generally not a fan of using food colouring. There’s something slightly off-putting about rainbow-swirled-everything, from bagels to Starbucks to cakes. It tends to feel a little overdone, in a way that has nothing to do with how pretty they look in pictures, and everything to do with the fact that I’m painfully aware it’s all colouring.

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Madeleine, My Love

It was early spring in Montmartre, and the Parisian streets were still too cool to sit outside for too long, but perfect for dawdling inside the cafes along the gorgeously cobbled Rue des Abbesses.

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