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Crumble

When I feel like running away and I have nowhere to go, I already know I have to make a mess. Then I just close my eyes and… escape. To myself.

Cinnamon pancakes

A warm pancake in the palm of your hand, the soft scent of cinnamon, sugar drunk with butter. An ordinary weekday evening. I've never felt better.

Rhubarb slices

The sweet and sour spring taste of rhubarb reminds me of the garden where my grandmother cuts off rhubarb stalks and I pretend to pick strawberries.

Eggs with tomatoes and beans

Under a tent, for dinner, for breakfast, for a hangover, for a small or big hunger. It's always divine.

Rice porridge

Once, Marika and my mom went to the forest to pick raspberries. And then we got lost. She found us, terrified, and cooked this porridge to celebrate that we were together.

Tuna toast

Take a deep breath! Can you smell the campfire? The sea breeze too? Can you hear Niagara roaring longingly? I've already had a bite, so I've got it on stereo.

Indian bread

They say we learned this bread from the Indians, and I really enjoy it. But most of all, I enjoy the taste. It's great.

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Snídaně

Crumble

Cinnamon pancakes

Rhubarb slices

Eggs with tomatoes and beans

Rice porridge

Tuna toast

Indian bread

+I want to cook.