The trip to Morocco was actually a work trip. But in the weekend I met up with the great NY ladies Cynthia, Anna and Gisela (who all are writers and now live in Berlin). Gisela was in her right element and took us around on the hidden paths. The panorama image illustrates the mood, the madness and the excitement of … Read More
Thank You David for images and even more for this little movie: Bakery Marrakech from The Bread Exchange on Vimeo.
The other night I bumped into David from Green Kitchen stories. David, and his wife (and even their daughter Elsa) are running this inspiring vegetarian food blog from Stockholm. Now they are, just like me, collecting inspiration for new projects here in Marrakech. But there is something with Green Kitchen Stories that inspires me just much as their cooking; The fact … Read More
As usual I have been hunting for a bakery oven to use. Just like in Kabul, this was no problem at all. Here in Morocco, the local bakery is run by men and the families are bringing their dough to be baked. Every family has their personal cloth so they know which pile of bread they are to pick up … Read More
I think Bernd Ulrich made a interesting input in the, not very loud, German discussion Prostitution in the magazine ZEIT the other day. I was lacking this angle in the Spiegel special this spring. In case you did not read it with your breakfast you have a second chance here.
One year ago I received an email from a German woman asking me if I would like to trade bread with her. She had inherited a Riad from her father and offered me to come to Marrakech to bake and stay with her. At that time I was on the road travelling and Morocco was not really possible for me … Read More
Looking through the photo albums of our fathers I am sure we all thrilled about how stylish they are. This is mine. And I love him very much. ————————- I am especially found of the pic of my father carrying a rabbit in his jacket. An element of style that I never thought of myself.
All images by Shantanu Starick
This morning I was biking through the city. I left my apartment 7.55 am and the weather was fine. I was wearing my running pants, a thick wool cardigan and my waxed male coat. When I left my morning meeting at 9am it was raining. Not pouring, but enough that my bike was soaked andI would be too since I … Read More
Bread Exchange seem to be in good company in the new Cherry Bombe magazine. I can not wait to see the issue! In stores next week.