My mom was born and raised in Berlin and for a short period in my teens we moved over to Germany
During this time, I attended a typical high school in the small town we had moved to (two hours from the wonderful city that is Berlin
This time a week ago I finished writing my first novel.
While people the world over were celebrating their love for each other over Valentines dates filled with hearts of different colors.
I spent the evening writing.
I can't tell you how long it took me to write and evolve this story and it certainly wasn't my first attempt, but I finished it.
As I sit here eating the last piece of the Tarte Tatin (recipe below) for breakfast, my room is still a scattered mess awaiting tidy up.
I'm sorry, I couldn't wait as this simple recipe leaves the taste buds yearning, asking, wanting more.
And the bonus, it can be made whenever you want. This is a no rules recipe that doesn't require particular fruit to make it with.
It's also a quick little number to cook while you're eating with friend's or catching up on the latest episode of a show.
While her stepmom would be cooking away we’d get to mix the cocoa, flour and other handful of ingredients together and make something we considered far more delicious then the main course itself.
I went blueberry picking again and some might say I'm a sucker for punishment, but I think I just know how to grab a good opportunity with both hands.
In my current situation of downsizing my possessions, I thought I would make a recipe I’ve never made before from an old cooking magazine, particularly now as I am getting rid of needless things.
And my luck it involves blueberries.
I know there are some people who say they hate change, personally, I don't know any different. Today marks fourteen years since my life changed forever and somehow it hasn't really stopped since.
I've thought about how best to say this from the first post on here. I've spent my entire life, lived it every moment and it has basically defined me - wanting to live somewhere else.
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