About me

Bonjour, I’m Fanny.

I was born in 1985 in the south of France.

I played with a kite on the beach, I sat on the kitchen counter overlooking her grand-mère bake madeleines. I rode my bicycle through a land I know by heart, and I fell in love – many times.

I milked goats and made cheese, I travelled to New Zealand, I made cakes of the delicious kind, and studied to be a product developer for the food industries.
Of course, I then proceeded to study again to become a pastry chef after I fell in love with stainless steel at Pierre Hermé’s lab.
Yes, as soon as I came back from a semester on the other side of the world, I went straight to Paris, with a suitecase-ful of pieds-de-poule trousers and unworn chef jackets. I was to be an intern at Pierre Hermé.

I still remember stepping into the dark shop on a warm summer morning. Right before dawn. I had ridden my bicycle from that little flat in the first arrondissement – the same one that holds so many precious memories. And I had no idea what was about to happen.

Well, let me tell you what did happen: I never looked back. And an apprenticeship at pâtisserie Lac later, I moved to London and was lucky enough to work with some of the best chefs around. In case you’re interested, have a look at fannyzanotti.com.

In February 2015, after many years in what will remain my favourite city almost-ever, Karl and I decided to move to a small village in the north of Sweden, where he’s from. And so far, it’s all been a dream.


I write words on black notebooks smeared with chocolate and meringue, butter and flour. And whenever I can, I write here too.
In fact, I’ve been blogging about food since 2005. Back when blogs didn’t mean a thing and were more misses than hits. I started with foodbeam, but somehow, on the very first morning of 2011, in between the glorious party confetti and glasses of champagne, comme un lait fraise [like a strawberry milk] came to life.

This blog is a dream-catcher of some sorts. A place where recipes, polaroids, and memories are safely kept.
And well, yes, strawberry milk is my very own madeleine, one of endless summers and vanilla ice-cream by the sea.


In Spring 2014, my first book Paris Pastry Club was published by Hardie Grant. It’s a collection of my absolute favourite recipes. From basics like chocolate chip cookies and the last brioche you’ll ever need; to slightly more complex desserts, like a fraisier or an three-chocolate mousse cake.

It is available on Amazon.