In Praise of Mornings

We plan, we toil, we suffer – in the hope of what? A camel load of idols' eyes? The title deeds of Radio City? The empire of Asia? A trip to the moon? No, no, no, no. Simply to wake up just in time to smell coffee and bacon and eggs.

- J. B. Priestley

Why wake up late, when you can get up early - when the sexiest meal of the day is breakfast? In the week days I am so used to waking up early that during weekends, I find myself wide awake no later than 8:30am - Today at nine o'clock I dipped my toes in the local swimming pool with the water still and unrippled, followed by a quick shower, breakfast (of scrambled eggs and assam tea) and a stroll around the empty streets, walking among quiet passages and snow flurries. I tasted idleness at its best, before the city awakes with its quickened breaths and fury and pallor. 

- Slow baby slow, because you can afford to, because you have a whole afternoon and night to look forward to.

//Top five places in London for breakfast/brunch:

• Lantana - scrambled eggs (I heart eggs) with sourdough bread, accompanied by the Observer
• Local greasy spoon - full English breakfast (fried bread, roasted tomato drowned in a sea of baked beans, mug-full of tea)
• The Little Bread Pedlar - stack of toasts and French butter, black Monmouth coffee (bring your own grapefruit)
• Bistrotheque - fluffy pancakes with blueberry compote and crème fraîche
• The Delaunay - freshly squeezed juice, eating muesli with a silver spoon - and less busy than its sister restaurant near the Ritz

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(Not exactly) Secret London

1.

Marylebone /ˈmɑrlɪbən/

where you can find:

 Farmer's Market every sunday morning, market for vintage clothes and accessories in the church courtyard every saturday. Daunt books for books on travelling, La Fromagerie (beautiful cheese boards paired with wine, the Jerusalem of Cheese), the Natural Kitchen, Ginger Pig (for the best cuts), Monocle, Rococo Chocolate.

2.

Feast /fiːst/

where you can have:

the best burgers by Elliot's, boozy winter eton mess (rose and pomegranate yummmm) by meringue girls, rock oysters, steaming pork belly buns, mac&cheese, baroness banana cupcakes - all in the most unconventional spaces.

We went to the winter one in an abandoned postal building in Islington which was an absolutely stunning feasting experience. The next one would be happening on 7-10 March at Tobacco Dock in Wapping. Maybe see you there?

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Overheard on the radio -

"God exists in this world, like poetry in poems. You have to read into it, and your understanding of it matures and deepens with age."

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Apartmento

You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.

- Franz Kafka

For interior inspirations and interviews about creative people in beautiful surroundings: first two images from mieke verbijlen, the next two from eefje de coninck, both based in Antwerp, Belgium.

And of course, how could one not revisit Margaret Howell's Suffolk home, when one's own balcony plants are withering from the cold and light in London is becoming ever so scarce... (although to be fair after the thundery rain comes the most beautiful light pouring into my bathroom in late afternoon)

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Serendipity

douze.

... Listening to a lot of Kings of Convenience, while admiring the theatrical effect evoked by the album artwork. Simple images, with a lot of stories to be told.

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Winter is...

warm. If you stay indoor and curl up in-between the duvets with a cup of hojicha tea and your feet up, or if you keep walking and treading on the road, in the woods, through the rows of stars.

In winter, I -
wear: thick tights, hats, mittens, a Mulberry woolen scarf in the colour of midnight claret
listen to: She & Him Christmas album, Mumford & Sons, my own ukelele playing
read: Paul Auster's Winter Journal, Robert Macfarlane's The Old Ways: A Journey on foot, Raymond Chandler's The Big Sleep
want: nothing - I have no wish list but only wish for peace & quiet & thankfulness and love in my heart.

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When I am not blogging I am on...

instagram: misslittlelime (it's a given)

... while I wait for my next roll of film to be finished.

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