Buckwheat and almond biscuits baking on a rainy late summer’s day

Heavy gray clouds for pillows,

lustre deep green grass for materass,

cool fine silvery droplets of rain for a rhythmic massage.

What else could I ask for?

The scorching summer sun and its violent white light have been replaced today by an authentic glimpse of autumn. Sure, sunny days are fun-tastic but oh do I miss the ‘bad’ weather after a while!

It makes turning on the oven once again a pleasurable experience and hot beverages look sexier now, too.

PicMonkey Collage

The colourful bountiful season is drawing nearer and I’m so excited (like at every season change) for all it brings along!

I sometimes feel like a squirrell, all eager to collect and store all the nuts I can find for the winter ahead. The only difference is I apply this to everything: not just foods to be preserved (I have already started with the fig jams and bottled plums) but all sorts of fall/winter  preparations tend to get me in a frenzy: there’s the wool to be felted for a new vest I need and the crocheted one for my son, as well; then there’s the winter veggie garden to be tended/planted and cared for and as for the house, a good coat of paint in our bedroom and bathroom has been on my mind for a while now. The list is endless, as usual. I just love all the doing and making that precedes the ‘quiet’ season: winter.

Do you ever feel like without your hands you’d be lost? I cannot help thinking about the parallel in Montessori education..where the hands (i.e. the actual ‘doing/touching/making’) are the most important tool a child has for the development of his/her psyche. Doing nothing is impossible, unbearable, unthinkable even. I know it would mean madness for me. We sometimes as humans underestimate the power of doing, but it can be so therapeutic. Without stepping into this dense forest of a topic, let me just express my gratitude for my two hands and the work they allow me to carry out. Work is a blessing when it’s purposeful and meaningful and especially when it brings on shared happiness and abundance.

But let’s get back to those hot infusions and burning ovens I mentioned before… if you too cannot wait to wear your oven mitts again, maybe you’ll enjoy this little recipe of mine. I came up with this earlier this morning, as I had some almond pulp which was leftover from making nut milk.



60g almond pulp (ground almonds/almond flour will do too)

150g spelt flour (the one I use is actually a mixture made up of 1/3 spelt, 1/3 rice and 1/3 oat flour)

100g buckwheat flour

80g muscovado sugar (coconut sugar will be good too)

80g high quality butter, cut into small cubes

1 egg

2 tbsp almond butter

a pinch of salt

scant tsp of baking powder

1 tbsp powdered cinnamon

1 tsp lemon juice


Preheat your oven at 180°C/375°F. In a bowl, mix the flours and the almond pulp together with the sugar, salt, cinnamon and baking powder. Add the butter and work it with a fork or briefly with your hands so that you get a very grainy mixture (do not over work!). Now you can make a well in the centre and add the egg, the almond butter and the lemon juice. Work it quickly with your hands only until the dough sticks together and you can form a ball with it. Leave it in the fridge covered for about 30mins then take it out and roll it with a pin between two sheets of parchment paper until it’s about 5mm thick. Cut into desired shapes and transfer onto a baking tray. Bake for 8-10mins or until the biscuits take on a golden hue. Try to resist eating them until they’re cool. Makes about 40 small biscuits.


Work is even better if you have yummy biscuits on hand for your breaks 😉

Sweet crunchy love from

… your squirrell




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