In a few weeks this little blog is one year old. My personal blogging career is much longer though. Before this one, I wrote a baking blog in Finnish for five years. One called Jauhot suussa. A clever name by my clever little sis. (Which loses it's double meaning if translated, so I'm not even gonna try.)

It all started because I wanted to make a marzipan covered cake for my marzipan-digging dad on a father’s day. Although I had done my cooking and baking since I was a kid, layer cakes were never my interest and I hadn't made one before.

While looking for tips and how-tos, I got lost in the weird world of cake blogs with all those fondant covered must-be-overly-sweet creations. And baked one, and another, and another. And started to think I probably should write down my recipes. And maybe take a photo too.

And there it was, a blog. Awful cakes, horrendous photos, dull texts.

But it evolved and I personally started to like my own blog. Worked my way from cakes and other sweet stuff to bread, and learned the sourdough way of doing it.

After blogging mainly about baking for several years I got bored. Didn’t want to bake no more. Or at least didn't want to blog about only that no more. So I put an end to it and started this one.

Summa summarum, I’ve baked quite many cakes during the past years. But it ain't over until it's over.
My hands, if you please, on the music video of At The Hollow's first single from their debut album:

Record release gig at Tavastia on Fri 13.2. Get your ticket from Tiketti!



Us Finns eat out a lot. And in this case I really do mean out, as in outside.

We surely do those summery picnics in parks and even the street food trend has finally reached our latitude, but I don’t mean just those. What I’m talking about, is a packed lunch or snack in form of a greaseproof paper wrapped slice of bread with a piece of cheese or some cold cuts on top.

And damn how good the piece of rye bread and some hot drink in a thermos taste in -15°C!

Only a couple of kilometers from the Market Square, you find a perfect spot to open the thermos. (N.B. The couple km for those who can fly, others need to take a bit longer route.)

Kruunuvuori is an abandoned ghost town with collapsed and dilapidated villas and destroyed remains of what once were beautiful summer residencies.

The oldest buildings date back to the end of 19th century, but the area was blooming 1920-1960. Sadly after that all went downhill. The new owner wanted to rebuild Kruunuvuori into an urban apartment house area, but decade after decade his plans were shot down by denying requests for zoning changes and building permits. Unfortunately at the same time he had no interest in maintenance of the area and so, slowly but surely, during the past years the houses were left without tenants and without care.

Although the area has become forested and the villas are in truly rough condition, even tiny bit creepy I’d say (or maybe more than tiny bit if going there after dark, alone), there’s still some of the past day glory vibe in the air.

But be quick to visit, since they’ll probably be teared down soon. A new residential area with over 11000 inhabitants is rising just around the corner during the following years.

Accidentally you won’t end up there. The area is located in eastern Helsinki, next to Laajasalo. Bus no 88 takes you from Herttoniemi metro to Kaitalahti and from the final stop you just walk to the end of Päätie, then head to the woods.

And make sure not to forget the snack break.



Weight Watchers would probably kick me out of their club, if they only knew how much I’ve been eating during the almost two week Christmas holiday. Of course if I only were a member.

But what can you do, when it’s nearly -30°C outside and a cozy sofa by the fireplace inside?

I could also have tons of photos of all the delicacies, if I hadn’t spent the Christmas up in Lapland. Not a single shot with the proper camera. Up there, where the sun crawls barely over the horizon for couple of hours a day, you make sure to use those 2,5 hours of daylight wisely. Meaning not for photographing food.

Luckily we brought a piece of Lapland’s finest with us to the bright & shiny south, where the sun was shining more than six hours today.

A match made in heaven combo for the cold smoked reindeer is to pair it up with scrambled eggs.

(for 2)

ca. 80g cold smoked reindeer roast, thinly sliced
fresh tarragon
black pepper

4 eggs
1/4 tsp salt
1 tbsp oil
2 tbsp cream

  1. Divide the thin reindeer slices and some fresh tarragon leaves on two plates.
  2. Cut the radishes in thin slices.
  3. Beat the eggs with a fork, add some salt and heat up the oil on a pan.
  4. Lower the temperature and pour the eggs on the pan (temperature needs to be very low!).
  5. Slowly stir the mixture continuously.
  6. When the eggs reach the wanted consistency, move the pan off the heat and mix in the cream.
  7. Add the scrambled eggs on plates and garnish with radishes and chives.