I once set myself the goal of reading Marcel Proust's A la recherche du temps perdu. All two thousand four hundred and one pages of it. In French. It started as a seven year plan - one year for each chapter -, but seven years quickly turned into eight and now we're eleven years down the line and I still haven't gotten past page 200. [...]Read More
"I want to make these!"
It was November 1995 and my aunt Annette - an altogether wonderful human being with a wry sense of humor that I'm sure she, like most of her siblings, inherited from my grandmother - had just given me a copy of Roald Dahl's Revolting Recipes as a birthday present. It was a perfect gift and I leafed through the book with great eagerness and attention, immediately feeling the strange appeal of Quentin Blake's illustrations as they pulled me into the fantastical worlds that I loved so dearly.Read More