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The sweetest doughnut gone cupcake and freshly brewed coffee in chocolate-dipped waffle cones.
I love Butter Dessert Saloon in Dubai for numerous reasons but mainly because:
a) the photos are amazing
b) everything looks absolutely delicious
c) combining classic Italian and french pastrys with arabic influences is a great concept
d) it’s creative af (dehydrated flower cakes with dried rosebuds and coconut is just winning)
e) the founder is a woman (Fatma Buhannad), she fueled her business through instagram and started delivering fresh baked goods to homes – a true entrepreneur.
If you need more convincing of the greatness of this dessert saloon the answers lie in the photos above and below. The only negative thing about this place really is that it’s to far from Stockholm.
I have a serious fashion girl-crush right now on Nadia Aboulhosn. She is so incredibly charismatic and her blog is personal in the most genuine way. Her photos are amazing as hell, the lightning and poses are like snaps out of a Sofia Coppola movie, so intriguing and inspiring. Not to mention the fashion and styling.. A-game simply put.
“I make it a point to not glamorise my life on social media,” she says herself. “I take pictures with my glasses, with no makeup. I’ll screenshot my bank account.”
“Some people aren’t happy with their own life so they try to make it look good to other people. I take pictures of me going to McDonalds. I make it a point to show I’m still eating oodles of noodles. I think that’s why people can relate to me.”
The other day I dusted off an old swedish cookbook from the 1920s (so you can imagine the dust) and looked up ‘cinnamon buns’. This comforting pastry is soft and spicy, just like the first days of autumn. Perfect with a glass of cold milk and some pinterest searches of the swedish countryside.
Nowadays, you can find the bun almost anywhere, but in the old days, all of the ingredients were so expensive it was considered a delicacy. Baking it at home wasn’t a common practice until the 50s, baked by housewives, and then it stopped being so common in the 60s as the women baking it started working.
This pastry is still celebrated in Sweden, and it even has it’s own day. This sunday to be more specific, the 4th of october. I baked them using the old recipe from the cookbook in the first photo, featuring almonds in the filling, giving them a sweet and nostalgic taste.
You can find the recipe in english over at Fanny Zanottis, my favorite (and now Sweden-based!) pastry chef.
Spring is around the corner. This is my favorite time of the year. Light creeping into every dusty corner of the apartment, small green buds swaying outside the window patiently. It is so wonderful and light and fresh, an indescribable feeling, certainly if you live in Stockholm.
Photos via pinterest, the middle one is by Ignacio Cadena.
For someone who is ridiculously interested in fashion, I’m the worst shopper. I always end up with buying nothing. I know some people would disagree (my father and grandmother among others) but I find myself always being so picky I can’t find anything. That’s why when I really obsess over an item, I’m the happiest you ever saw when I finally get it.
This pink, cotton candy-ish alpaca-wool coat from H&Ms trend collection that I got today is my ultimate love-purchase this winter. It’s sooo dreamy. I just want to spray it with sugary sweet-perfume and go lie down and take a nap in it. It goes so well with black tight Mouret-dresses and bare legs (well, in spring then..). It’s lovely, until it rains. But that wouldn’t happen, right?
Borrowed the photo of the coat here.
I wish this was a collection of my own since I would just love to get away for a couple of days but the lovely collage is by Anna Bond of Rifle Paper. I hope you’re having some great days off, I’m doing my best to relax but having worked all through december, the pile of clothes that needs to be cleaned and stuff that has to be done has just been growing.. December is nice but I can’t wait for January and a fresh new start!