Oat Crumble - Apples & Figs 

Serves : 6

YAY It's my Bday [RIP quart de siècle]

8 apples – 8 figs - 4 oz (100g) porridge oats - 4 1/2 oz (110g) flour - 3 oz (70g) brown sugar - 6 oz (150g) melted butter - 1 Tablespoon ground cinnamon - 1 pinch of salt.

Preheat oven to 180° (350 F). Peel and core the apples. Cut the apples and figs into pieces. Place into a ovenproof dish. 

In a medium bowl, mix the flour, the oats, the sugar, the cinnamon and the salt. Cut the butter into small cubes and add it to the mixture.  Miw with your fingertips until crumbly. 

Cover the fruits with the crumble mixture. Bake for 35 minutes until fruits are bubbly and top is browned.

Serve warm.

"Crazy Sexy Diet" 

by Kris Carr

Her story from illness to ACTIVIST : On Valentine’s Day 2003, she was diagnosed with a very rare and incurable cancer. It has been her wake up call from a toxic lifestyle and environnement which was causing a bunch of other health problems. 

She decided to make a total lifestyle upgrade inside and out. It taught her how to listen to her inner guide, brought her back to nature, the garden and kitchen (her pharmacies), and connected her more deeply with the people and animals. 

She exchanged stress, coktail hours and fastfood for meditation, organics green drinks, raw vegetables and vegan diet. Nearly ten years later, she feels better than she ever has in life and she is happy – even with cancer (which is stable).

"Crazy Sexy Diet" is one of the 5 books she wrote  (#1 Amazon Best Seller, NY Times Best Seller) : she took all the nutrition and lifestyle tips she gathered over the years and tucked it into it. 

So ... What's your wake-up call ? 

"The rest of your life is a long and interesting journey, so enjoy it with the health, energy and vitality that the alkaline lifestyle brings!" - Kris Carr

http://kriscarr.com/

Laura, 26 ans, chômeuse à durée indéterminée, titulaire d'un master 2, parlant français, bougnat, wallon, québécois et écossais.

J'aime rire aux éclats, les tenues des patineurs artistiques, trainer aux terrasses des cafés, les pottins sur les gens que je connais.. sur les gens que je connais pas aussi, imiter les "beaufs de France" (au supermarché, en discothèque, au pmu, à la piscine ...), BEN HOWARD, manger du Nutella la meilleure pâte à tartiner dans le monde merveilleux des cacalorie, prendre le métro gratuitement, jouer au flipper-toyota avec ma voiture, regarder les gens différents dans les talk-show sur la TV belge, voler les échantillons gratuits dans les hôtels / restaurants / avions, être bronzer comme Rihanna l'avion de chasse, surgir devant les photos des touristes chinois, conduire pieds-nus sur la voie de gauche de la 2x2 voies, faire du camping dans les aéroports, le Caramel macchiatto de Starbucks, manger avec les doigts comme un femme des cavernes, les pèlerinages dans le trou du cul de la bretagne (ça marche aussi dans les highlands), les coktails dinatoires en société (ouais les apéros quoi), la bière au gingembre et le tariquet, les cours de body attack ton corp de l'interieur à Movida etc

J'aime pas être plaquée dans le sable, les blagues sur les blondes (et sur les mamans), manger un kebab quand j'ai gastro-entérite, les "cagoles" femelles des "beaufs" dans le sud de la France, les téléfilms merdico cucul du dimanche après-midi, les cruchots cachés sur le bord de la route, les couples bouiboui qui s"embrassent comme en primaire dans la rue, ect.

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Laura, 26-year-old unemployed {French Female} graduated with a master's degree, who speaks French, Walloon, Quebecer and Scot.

I like to Laugh My F**king Arse Off Over And Over And Over Again, the figure-skaters outfits, to be chilling at the sidewalk-café, to gossip about known and unknown people, to act like a weirdo in public, to imitate the "Beaufs de France" [french equivalent of a "Texan redneck"] at the disco, BEN HOWARD, to eat Nutella the best spreadable food in the magical land of yum, to take the subway for free, to play pinball with my car, to watch the freaks & misfits talk-show on the belgium TV, to stole all the free samples in hotels/restaurants/planes, to be tan like Rihanna the Jet aircraft, to pop-up into the pictures of the chinese tourists, to drive barefoot on the left side of the divided highway, to camp in airports, the Starbucks' Caramel Macchiatto, to eat like a cavewoman, the pilgrimages in the middle of nowhere, etc.

I do not like to be tackled in the sand, dumd blondes jokes (also jokes about moms), to look at a kebab when I have gastroenteritis, the "cagoles" ["skanky" girl] females of the "beaufs" in the south of France, the TV cheesy soap opera on Sunday afternoon, the cops hidden on the roadside, the corny couples that kiss-like-primary-school-lovers in public, ect.

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Bienvenue !

L.