I. Italian Air

It had been years since the circus had last come across Italy, always deciding on another country or destination in its stead. And yet, now that they were back, now that the sweet scent of spring lay heavily in the air and the birds sang like they only did within the hills and the fields of Tuscany, it seemed like they had never left at all. The air smelled just like Ioni had remembered it. Somehow salty, though the ocean…

Meet Hollande

Ioni Hollande had always been likened to a shooting star. It was the connotation that sneaked its way into everyone’s mind, regardless of how or when they had first laid eyes on the fox-haired girl, making them wonder if they might be able to place a wish upon her freckles and just how long it would take for it to become reality. Though a flattering thought at first, it had the side effect that people – already more susceptible to…

Ten; Tension and Time

In the end, it started in much the same way as it had stopped hours ago. After her memories had slowly turned into dreams and Charlotte had fallen asleep – most uncomfortably – with her head leaned against the window of the hotel room, her brain had finally had the chance to slow down by even the smallest degree, starting a painful process of coming to terms with what she had learned about her late father over the course of…

Nine; Children and Chicks

And just like that their time in Cape Town had come to an end. Well, ‘just like that’ had meant another twenty days filled with adventures around the city – all, obviously led by Barley himself – and at least one portion of Eggs Benedict a day, for once Charlotte had learnt how to prepare them, she simply couldn’t stop. Their first trial had gone over greatly and had been a smashing success with everyone including a neighbor, who had…

Spinach Bread Eggs Benedict

Something always went wrong. It was like the red thread running through all their different cooking adventures; was the one rule that seemed to be followed whenever Charlotte and Louis Eggleton stepped into the kitchen together. And this time was no different. They had only just started to prepare the dough for their English Muffin – the base to the Eggs Benedict they wanted to make – when Louis discovered the absence of one essential ingredient: “What do you mean…

Eight; Muffins and More

All the following night Charlotte had been unable to sleep. In less than 24 hours one dish had become everything she could think about. Looking back at it now, even Egg herself could not understand why she had been so very fascinated with Eggs Benedict and yet, she had literally lost sleep over the sheer excitement of getting to learn how it was all done. Charlotte had always loved to acquire new knowledge in any way, shape or form, having…

Seven; Sneakers and the Sea

Charlotte took one last deep breath in, as they walked away from the farmer’s market and towards whatever new and exciting activity Barley had undoubtedly planned for them. She inhaled as if to try to conserve the scents and memories of the place in her brain; as if to try to have the aroma of freshly baked bread and cinnamon rolls and the taste of her newly discovered Eggs Benedict become one with her body. She wanted to keep them…