A big bowl of spinach and goats cheese soup. Just what I had been craving after the many Easter indulgences (let's say I was given a whole lot of chocolate from France among many other delicious food gifts) and a month of April that does not seem to warm up much.
Let’s speak about books here for a change. I selected three books I have really enjoyed reading. The subject is food literature but those are not cookbooks, they are food memoirs (even though two of them do include a few recipes, they are part of the story and a wonderful addition to it).
I will not give you full details of the books because that would spoil it for those of you who would be interested in reading them. Instead, I will just sum them up briefly and tell you what I liked about them.
This year was the first time since I moved to Ireland (nearly 12 years!) that I got to spend Easter with one of my French family members. It made it extra special and I was very excited to welcome my cousin and her boyfriend to Dublin.
They were only here for three days but we packed those days with a lot of fun things to do and beautiful things to visit.
Last week, like I do every two weeks or so, I called my grandparents. I know they can see my number and my name popping up on their landline phone and every time they answer, the first thing I hear is 'Yolene!!' and happy cheers. They are always both on the phone with the loudspeaker on so it is like a mini conversation between the three of us, me in Ireland and them in France. Last week was a special occasion because my Mamy (that's what I call my grandmother, my granddad is Papy) turned 88 years young! She made me laugh when she realised she was 88 and not 87, because until now she could reverse the numbers and tell people she was 78. But 88... well it just doesn't work!
I usually call in the evening when they have just had dinner in France and we are about to have ours here in Ireland. So there is a little ritual: my Papy always wants to know what we are about to eat and tells me what they had.
With Pancake Tuesday on our doorstep, I realised that I do not have a proper crepes recipe on this blog. The only crepes I blogged about before were made with buckwheat flour (which really mostly counts as galettes).
I made crepes last week for la Chandeleur (also known as candlemas or French crepes Day which takes place on 2nd February each year). I knew Pancake Tuesday was only a week later, hence another occasion to eat delicious crepes. Who can say no to eating crepes more than once in a month!
I usually eat my sweet crepes with jam, chocolate spread or lemon and sugar (I only discovered the latter combination when I moved to Ireland). But this time, I wanted something a bit different. I wanted unusual flavours that were creamy, spicy, tropical and tangy.
Last November, E. and I attended our lovely friend's wedding in Belfast, Northern Ireland. Since we had driven that far (from Kilkenny, where we live... until next week, that is!), we thought we should use the following day for a trip way up North and finally see the famous Giant's Causeway.
It was quite a cold day (we could see snow on the side of roads and on mountain tops) so we grabbed a couple of takeaway French pastries, tea and coffee at the Christmas Market and off we went on a little road trip!
I am Yolène, a French food and lifestyle photographer based in Dublin, Ireland.