happy tuesday.

vaniljhorn, made on a day when i was a little less happy.

Hey people. How are you doing out there?

I'm doing just fine. Wanting to kill my tutor for the stupid construction project I'm doing, but otherwise I'm fine. A little bit more than fine actually.

When I'm not in my best of moods I bake, and usually quite successfully so. Yesterday I tried to make a quiche, but the dough melted (!). And today I dropped my whole lunch on the floor just when I was done making it, so now Super Ivan say I'm too happy to bake (or cook)... Too bad.

Anywhosers, I'd rather feel like this and eat cereal for the rest of my life than crying while whisking eggs with sugar. Fact.

"i'm living in an age that screams my name at night"

making hallongrottor makes me happy.

So what have I done since you last heard from me?
Well, not much really.

Baking of course. That's it really.

And, I think I maybe have found at least one fluttering little butterfly. That my friends hasn't happened in a long time.

"i thought by now i could have figured it all out"

So yesterday my brother's girlfriend told me that the disgusting meat glue I wrote about the other day has already been voted through i Sweden. First I felt embarrased for my lack of knowledge. Second I thought, what the hell, I don't live in Sweden anymore I can't know it all. And then I felt disgusted and sad about the food industry of today. So I started baking cardamom buns. With all Australian, no additives, just r e a l ingridients, so I could feel a bit better. See that's my thing in life. I bake when I'm upset, or happy, or pissed off, or in love. And then I eat one. Maybe two. And then I give the rest away.



And I had one. And they were great if I might say so myself. And I can. Because it's my blog. I gave the rest away to Tobi and Ivan and then I went out for a run. Because I had eaten some dough and all of the lovely Salta S that Linda sent me 4 weeks ago but arrived yesterday (!). I love Salta S. And dough (dough is so much better than the finished product). The run was by far the best since I started running here in Oz. Whoooooosh was the sound I made.

Whooooosh. People. Whoooooosh is the sound I make.