Barcelona Part I: Jamon and La Boqueria (because seriously food needs its own post)


It’s been a while since Barcelona, but I remember all the important parts. Like it all started out as a disaster. We arrived so late in the night that the airport shops were closed (ack shopping disaster already), I had lost two wheels of my suitcase, and our taxi driver couldn’t find our hotel. I remember watching the taxi meter running, and thinking that each second we were lost was another euro we had to pay. There was nothing to see in the outskirts of Barcelona, but the city lights, nothing remotely distinct that made up for the expensive ride (unlike our arrival in Paris, which I hope to discuss next week). It was a pretty disappointing first night in Spain.

You see, my sisters and I have been dreaming about Spain for a good number of years. We started taking Spanish at Instituto when I was in fourth year high school, and all our books was with pictures of Spain, our teachers would describe to us where they were from, or how things were like. We were basically clinging to the idea of Spain with the use of some black and white photos, and other people’s personal experiences. Out of all the European countries, Spain was the dream.

Unfortunately, carrying my suitcase around wasn’t exactly the greatest start in the city of dreams—even if it was Italy’s fault.

Things were better instantly when we arrived at the hotel, and there was a group of men huddled near the television. We had just caught the Champions League Finals, right about when Chelsea just beat Bayern Munich. Oh their faces, if you could’ve seen them. Half of the men had goofy smiles, and the other half dragging their feet as they walked away from the screen. It was really entertaining to see so many people care about football. (Which was also pretty evident when we got back to London and the Euros were just about to start)

We slept the tiredness off, and in the morning, Spain was already the most beautiful country ever. I give you:
(This is my sister’s DESSERT)

First off, this was probably the only buffet breakfast we had as this was also the only real decent hotel we stayed at. Second, its JAMON. We hadn’t eaten that much in days. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten that much jamon in my life. I pretty much put jamon in every plate I got for breakfast. After jamon with dessert, we got an entire plate of jamon and just devoured it. After my eldest sister (who I have to mention is the smallest out of all of us) out jamon-ed us all, we packed our bags and headed to the city. We walked along the beach on the way to the train, and fought all temptations to sit and relax. We took the train to the city, and finally, Barcelona.

I am done talking (mostly), so I’ll just spam you with lots and lots of photos of food.

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A Very Messy Hey Kessy Washi Party


I don’t think it’s any surprise that I’m a big introvert. I love meeting people, going out with friends, and going on adventures, but at the end of the day, nothing really beats going home. I love moments where in a lose a day painting, or baking a cake just for the fun of it, and I’ve always thought that crafting was something that was meant to be done alone. This year, I’ve been proven  wrong too many times.

It started when I met a soon-to-be-friend Aina at a photography class at 50Feasts. She had a washi taped wrapped pen, and as a washi tape enthusiast (I would buy rolls of it everytime I’d be out of the country) I quickly pointed it out and asked her where she got it. ” Hey Kessy” She said, and we’ve been friends ever since.

From ordering tape from Hey Kessy, and eventually blog jumping from Mansy‘s to Alessa’s blog, Life After Breakfast, I’ve been immersed in the lovely world of crafting and the surprising fact that there are a lot of us, and we could all be crafting friends together!!!!!! (Hahahahaha I am such a freak)

If only you could’ve seen how happy I was at The Hey Kessy Washi Party. There were crafting materials everywhere, that I could barely keep myself together from my excitement. In all honesty, more than the washi tape, pretty bakers twine, and good food, what made that washi party so memorable was the buzzing room full of girls laughing and chatting over tables of kraft paper, homemade stamps and pencils. They’re wonderful people who make wonderful things, and I’d do this again and again and again.

Thank you Hey Kessy and Pipino for a wonderful afternoon!




Poor Food Blogging By Yours Truly: Italy

Like every other person who has never been to Rome, we pretty much went for whatever had the words PIZZA on the store sign. I tell you, the disappointment of my first pizza was surreal. It was like I was having a mini-breakdown of heartache and dissatisfaction as I ate my first slice of pizza in Italy. It wasn’t bad pizza, it was just, as Bianca said in 10 Things I hate about you, underwhelming.
I’m really glad to say that the rest of the pizzas we ate were better, especially the pizza we ate in Venice, but I’ll get to that later.

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What Katie Ate

I’ve been meaning to post the rest of my Europe adventures, but there’s hardly time for anything lately. I’m really exhausted, but internship is almost over (last week next week!!!!!), and though I still have the business to take care of, and a pile of books to read, I’m starting to feel the end of this semester, and well actually, phase of my life. YAY.

Hopefully by the end of next week, I’ll be studying, and occasionally chilling and cooking. Perfect timing too, since one of my favorite favorite favorite FAVORITE food blogger/photographer’s book has just come out. Katie Quinn Davis, of is this talented Australian food blogger and photographer. She has the most wonderful style of taking photos, and it takes me forever to get through the book because I just really devour each page.





Her recipes look so good. I can’t wait to try them out next week!!



Oh Hello September!

I’ve been very busy lately. I’m an intern from 9am to 6pm (til 8pm on days I can) and a baking machine, craft student, reviewee the rest of the hours. What I like about working, is that compared to studying, I don’t have to bring anything home. Of course, every Sunday I still do go to some form of classes, where I sit down from 8 in the morning (7 on the days we have finals) til 5 in the afternoon trying to cram science terms and systems in my brain. I get so exhausted sometimes I fall asleep with such impeccable timing. I’ve fallen asleep in the middle of sit-ups and even in the bath tub (there wasn’t any water so it wasn’t as dangerous!). I got so exhausted last week that I got sick this past Sunday, that I had to go home during my review lunch break, and sleep the entire afternoon.

It gets difficult, but it’s fun. The semester is slowly coming to a close, and though my semester might have to be longer than intended to be, I’m in no real hurry. Next semester is looking to be exciting, with my plans set (for now), and my sisters returning home. (I’m also pretty excited to graduate from college, FINALLY)

I’ve been selling cupcakes lately, and it gets so hectic, I find myself biting off more than I can chew, but I welcome it, because fun opportunities come around times like these.

My latest project are a bunch of cute pink cupcakes for a really nice client. I’m not done yet, but here’s a sneak peek!

And look what you can do with left over cake!


anyway, you can find our page here: like us! The straws and washi tape (that I used on the flags) are from Hey Kessy! a store I absolutely love. Go buy from them now now now!
anyway that’s all for now!


Race against the Strawberry Ice Cream

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I sad to myself that I wouldn’t make fake ice cream, and try my hand at shooting real ice cream. It was such a hot day, that even with my air conditioning on the highest setting, the ice cream melted almost instantly. It was so difficult to be rushed shooting this, but it wasn’t so bad getting to eat the ice cream right away. My quick solution to making strawberry ice cream during offpeak strawberry season is MOO strawberry milk! Not as good as the real thing, but not bad at all!

Panna Cotta and Rainy Days

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It’s been raining the entire day, and I’ve spent most of the day indoors. I didn’t mind so much not being able to run, since my knees have been quite tired, and I really like spending days like these in bed. I did, however, get out of bed to go swimming for a while, and run to the store to buy ingredients to make some Panna Cotta.


I’ve never really been sure if I liked Panna Cotta. There would be instances that I wouldn’t like it, because it tasted bland, and other times (like my cousin’s wedding, really good Panna Cotta mmm), I’d really like it. I wandered around the internet for a while trying to find a recipe I’d like to try, but I always had been skeptical about it, so I never really did. I then stumbled upon David Lebovitz’s recipe for it, and decided to give it a try. I guess the picture with the empty cup says so much of how I felt about the homemade Panna Cotta. I ate so much that I felt a bit guilty for not having run today! I was also super excited to shoot them in the little egg cups I bought at IKEA in London, because rainy days are so gray and I needed color in my day. I’m really happy how they turned out, I think my tummy is too.

If you wanna make your own Panna Cotta, the recipe under the cut, just below these pictures!


Kitty Panna Cotta:

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Of Packages and Paper Straws (Oh there’s an alpaca and some chicks too!)


I got my paper straws in the mail today! I love packages, but I think I love paper straws more!! I really didn’t have anything to shoot with them, but I knew I had to try. I’m so excited to use my paper straws. I have to fight the urge to use an exclamation point after every sentence.

I got them over at Small, Absolute Things (Which I can’t seem to link here, but here: ) and it was very affordable for a pack of 25. So exciiited to buy more colors!