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Woman, Life, Freedom at the Berlinale

This blog post originally was supposed to be about food at the Berlinale. I speculated that some of the new places that have opened up in the past year would transport me to food heaven, in the same way that the pre-and-post-film places I frequent in Bologna (see my Berlin is not ...

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Make syrniki not war: Eat for Ukraine

When I wrote my first blog post for Berlin by Food two years ago, I quoted the Italian writer Francesca Melandri: “When all of this is over, the world won’t be the same.” She was talking about the coronavirus pandemic, and she was right. Yet the pandemic pales in compar...

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How not to go hungry at the Berlinale

February offers us Valentine's Day, International Carrot Cake Day and Berlin's film festival. My blood is already racing. But unfortunately, I won’t be there this year since I am still shielding in Wales, but I haven't forgotten the starry nights at the Berlinale. After all, the festival is one of the bi...

© David Seiffert / Berlinale
© David Seiffert / Berlinale
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Distilling the taste of sunshine in Wales

Welsh cuisine is not all about leek and lamb. We have bara brith, teisen lap, and laverbread, a slimy seaweed snack that has yet to take the world by storm but shares certain elements of sushi. While shielding, I have tasted my way through these delights and have also started making them ...

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Spring eggstravaganza

Trigger warning: This eggcentric post is written in Egglish. It’s not difficult to pick up and you'll surely hatch on fast, but be forewarned if puns and bad yolks make you run a mile like the smell of a rotten egg. Why do the French only put one egg in an om...

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The bells are ringing, it’s Pancake Day!

Mix a pancake, Stir a pancake, Pop it in the pan; Fry the pancake, Toss the pancake, Catch it if you can Christina Rossetti Happy Pancake Day! Britain’s unofficial national day is one that I am happy to observe religiously each year. There’s no reason not to. After all, this day ...

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In search of the lost feasts of childhood

“For her, as for me, the past had a sweet taste.” I made faux gras. Never again! Why bother is what I first thought when I saw the recipe. I’ve never been a fan of ersatz (perhaps under the influence of my maternal grandmother who lived through the Nazi occupa...

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Berlin is not Bologna but...

“Bologna! Bologna! Near the Porta S. Vitale there’s a bar called the Bocca d’Oro where they serve, if you insist on the one by the capo’s mother, the best limoncello you’ve ever tasted. It promises everything.” John Berger "You'll see," my film studies friends told me. &qu...

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