Travel photos/La Thuile

This last summer we went to a beautiful place during our summer holidays: La Thuile, in Valle d’Aosta (in Northwestern Italy, close to the border with France). We hiked in the Alps, ate great food and got a little sunburnt too. We stayed at my aunt Lucia’s summer house, where I used to spend my holidays as a child and then as a teenager…I used to ski up here too.

We found some patches of snow…Here we were at Lake Verney, about 2000mt over the sea level (6500 feet).

We spent two days looking for the smaller Lake Verney Superiore. Never found it. The second day we hiked up there we were hit by a violent storm. The weather in the Alps can change very suddenly…we met a Danish family with two small kids who decided to keep hiking uphill despite the black clouds! So dangerous, especially since we were above the tree line. No shelter anywhere up there!

…braving the elements…

…and totally drenched…

This hike is one of my favorites. Once I even found a piece of bomb from the second WW.

Another nice hike from La Thuile is the one to the waterfalls (Le Cascate).

…and the drive up to the border with France, that looks like this! (from France)

We were at the Passo del Piccolo San Bernardo (Little Saint Bernard Pass)

Sidney, Copenhagen, San Francisco…and Cebranlette??

It was a great week. I would recommend all foreign tourist to spend some time in the Alps of Valle d’Aosta, and avoid the usual Florence-Venice-Rome tour :-)

 

 

food/bakerella

photo Amazon/from the Cake Pops book

For those of you who like colorful cakes and incredibly cute photos…you may need to add this blog to your list. Bakerella is a blogger who shares her baking experience and decorating tricks on her website, and has recently published a book, too. Bakerella’s blog in her own words is:

“… a place to explore recipes, desserts, decorating and even photography with a few giveaways sprinkled in along the way. You’ll find ideas for cupcake pops (a Bakerella creation), cakes, pies, cupcakes, cookies, brownies and more.”

I particularly love her cupcake pops, a mix between cupcakes & lollipops! The photography and the “cake styling” in her blog are also two more reasons to read it frequently…I hope you’ll enjoy it.

Click here to make your own cupcake pops (photo tutorial).

Click here for the recipe (and photo tutorial) of her cakepops wedding favors from Etsy.

photo of the week

I took this photo of the Hamlet castle in Helsingør a couple of months ago. We have never been inside, even after 3 years living in Denmark. Anyway, I’m re-designing my blog a little bit, and I’m trying to be more consistent with my series like Photo of the week and Minimal Book Review, for example. I’m planning to add new series as well.

I listened to this inspiring podcast about blog planning, on CraftyPod. Highly recommended if you have – or want to start – a blog.

food/lovely bento boxes

I came back from a weekend in Paris last night, and I got myself two great books at the very big Japanese bookstore, Junku. One of them is called…ehm…Akinoichigo のわくわく! キャラクターのおべんとう. The whole book is full of wonderful photos of the most amazing bento boxes combos! Bento boxes are lunch boxes…like these:

photo flickr: luckysundae

Akinoichigo has a blog, here it is!

And check out the great Flickr page that Bentolicious made for all things bento-related.

minimal book review/My Life

My Life by Isadora Duncan. I read this book on the 6 and 1/2 hours  train ride to (and the back from) Frederikshavn. I traveled first class thanks to a special offer by the Danish railways: while pouring myself fancy Russian teas and eating a ton of chocolate marzipan offered by the train stewards I immersed myself into the somehow epic memoir of Isadora Duncan. Duncan, a pioneer of modern dance, left her native San Francisco in search for much deserved glory and for the adequate recognition of her art. Her life was extremely adventurous but also tragic (her 2 children drowned in an accident, and her third child died few hours after being born). Duncan had a passionate love for Ancient Greece and thought ballet and pantomime were grotesque.  She learned how to dance by herself, at a very young age, and since then developed her personal style despite the constant debts and the initial lack of recognition.

From the book: “When I was about six years old, my mother came home one day and found that I had collected half a dozen babies of the neighbourhood – all of them too young to walk – and had them sitting before me on the floor while I was teaching them to wave their arms. When she asked the explanation of this, I informed her that it was my school of the dance. She was amused, and, placing herself at the piano, she began to play for me. This school continued and became very popular.”