the rain stopped and the peonies opened their blooms, smiled at me and took my breath away... I put my face into their gorgeousness and caught the scent of summer. Then I slowly dissolved into what was around me. The summer came and brought again my mom’s birthday for seventy years, today... we celebrated and I just felt that everything I needed to find peace and happiness was blooming inside of me #happysummersolstice
I can walk for hours exploring every single colourful window box and window shutter on houses full of texture, history and sophistication – an art, in its own way... #CharlestonSC #southernliving
With its southern elegance and peaceful charm, Charleston is a city that I always love to escape to. And nothing seems more Southern to me than a humble, gold, delicious #cornbread. Locals say that “great cornbread begins with great cornmeal, and we've got plenty of that in South Carolina”. Straight out of a wood-burning oven, a hot cast-iron skillet is brought to the table with a cloth-wrapped handle and a light and rich tasting bread – almost like a cake – pork drippin' butter on top... A soul food experience at its best!
Coming back from London just on time to listen to the brilliant Michelle Obama talking about life and “Becoming” But in London! Ah! Big, busy, charming London! You gave me the most beautiful spring weather and the most precious moments shared with my son. ART with capital letters, bridges over the Themes, wisteria, colorful doors and black and white mosaic pathways, pubs and markets, parks with Rolls Royce ice cream vans, full English breakfast, scones with jam taken with strong tea in the afternoon... And the world becomes a kinder, gentler, full of possibilities place
They say there is nothing as British as a good cup of tea. Except, perhaps, a good pot of tea, served with sandwiches and pastries at the top of an art gallery with a spectacular view over Trafalgar Square, across Whitehall to the Houses of Parliament, Big Ben and the London Eye... #afternoontea
I can feel it – spring is approaching, but her steps seem slow and timid. I know I desperately need a booster to renew my energy after this long, colorless winter. Pottering about the kitchen and trying interesting ingredients really puts a spring in my step. Have you ever baked with rose water? Well, neither do I... until I found @yasminkhanstories lovely recipe of her Persian Love Cake. The name itself made me jump and put my apron 👩🏻🍳 The story said that a girl madly in love with a Persian prince made a beautiful cake with magical powers to make him fall in love with her. I don’t know what happened at the end, and frankly, I don’t really care because the story is beautiful and the cake is simply enchanting. It’s made with almond flour blended marvelously with rose water, rose petals, pistachio, lemon zest and cardamom 👌🏻 And it does smell like a rose garden at dusk, or perhaps like a favorite classic poem in a vintage leather book, and for sure like a warm hug from grandma #persianlovecake #thesaffrontales
Rome is L O V E, isn’t it? Not just because of the fact that if you spell the Italian word for Rome, Roma backwards, you will find Amor – meaning Love, but rather because of the fact that Rome is sure to cast a spell on you the minute you take your first steps on the city's winding cobblestone alleys. Gathering energy from ruins and relics of its past, from the splendor of its art, churches, and culture along with the glory of its cuisine and coffee, Rome possesses this powerful force in the Universe to make you look at it with the glistening eyes of a lover, eventually winning your love forever. I finally wrote a new blog post about one of the most wonderful cities in the world explaining my love affair with Roma not only with words but also with a big collection of photos. Have a look at the link to my #newblogpost 👆🏻