marte_marie_forsberg@marte_marie_forsberg

Writer and photographer. Author of “The Cottage Kitchen” cookbook. Photography and cookery workshops. Founder of @forsberg1935

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The cottage kitchen has been buzzing this week, with my English gentleman @theo_maxfield recipe testing for upcoming cocktail events, and me photographing the new pottery line. But then amidst it all we fired up the engine and climbed into the car for an afternoon adventure in Bruton, a village under half an hour away. The green rolling hills between our shire and the next is now fully dressed in its autumn coat, with hues of golden brown, orange and rust. We too the slow route, making sure to explore as many narrow country lanes as possible tripling the journey in time, but gaining so much for the beautiful vista. We listened to the silence, bought bread and coffee @at_the_chapel , and daydreamed. As the sun was setting, little Emma fell asleep in the back of the car as we turned our noses towards home. After taking a few wrong turns, and discovering new charming villages, my English gentleman turned towards me and said; Success never came to those who waited till they were ready.” We’ve been taking about taking risks lately, both on a personal and professional level, about contributing to seek adventure as we sit comfortably in our gorgeous old cottage, and feel less daunted about being parents. Darling Mimi @mimithor has mentioned a few times the on her blog and here on Instagram the phrase; “While we’re still young” in regards to creating their dream in Medoc and then moving to Torino. If you follow the ever inspiring @benfogle and his incredible wife @marina.fogle they have recently spoken about risk taking on her podcast. I do not seek out risk as a form of thrill, but I simply think life is too long and too short to not dive in head first and explore as much as I can what this world has to offer and what I can become, do and create. So I smiled at his comment in the car, turned towards him and asked; are you ready to leap? He smiled and nodded. Next week we launch my lifestyle brand @forsberg1935 with an online shop, but perhaps we need a place of brick and mortar too!? A place that is open for you to swing by, pop in for a coffee, experience the products and come to for events? Would you pop by and say hi if we opened a space?


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The radio is on in the background, the sun is out and I just took out a baked Kabocha squash from my @lacanche_us It’s how lunch goes these days. Pop a pumpkin or squash in the oven, bake and then mix into a soup , or use in a stew. It’s heart, autumnal and ever so comforting. Can I just say a big heartfelt thank you for your incredible support and encouraging comments and messages, in regards to my new pottery collection, and the upcoming launch of my lifestyle brand @forsberg1935 Now, I’m definitely not in my twenties anymore, but as many of you have guessed, 1935 isn’t my year of birth. I owe everything I do and am to my incredible parents who’s unwavering love and support have always remained a stable rock for me to build on, and return to when winds are blowing. They are my true north. I mention my mother so often many feel they already know her through my stories, photos and have met her on my workshops, but my father is of equal importance and inspiration to me. So when looking for a name for my lifestyle company, I wanted to pay tribute to him and his life. I’ll share more as we begin launching this new adventure @forsberg1935 but for now, 1935 marks the year my father was born and will forever be one of the biggest contributing factor in making our family what it is, and shape me into the woman I am today. #adventuresahead #tomyfather


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When I first moved to England with a suitcase bursting in the seams, I quickly realized the content was tailed to my “former life” living in cities and eating out. My beautiful @baldininiofficial high heeled shoes became the most beautiful paperweight, gracing the top of my pile of coffee table books a old issues of @vogue as I began swapping precious handmade stilettos for wellies and spent my meager earnings as a new photographer on cheese, pots and pans, and local milk. Beginning something new and changing direction can be a bit daunting, but it’s also the best of of fresh air. One of the things I made time and time again was leek and potato soup. I moved into my first English cottage in November with little to no job prospects, leeks, potatoes, kale and root vegetables were piled high at the local market, so I made the most of the seasons hearty produce. It’s still a a much loved soup. These days I sweat the vegetables in a bit in butter first, add lots of herbs and cream, and a few lardons for taste. Most of my pots and pans in the kitchen are still the same old ones my mother sent me a few weeks after I moved to England, and a few are new, like this beautiful one from the absolutely darling husband and wife team behind @nethertonfoundry Next week, I open the doors to my little online lifestyle shop @forsberg1935 Although you won’t find any pots and pans there yet, there’ll be plenty of beautiful plates, cups, bowls and cutlery from my new collection.


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We’ve take a few Sunday’s this week, Tuesday and Wednesday we’re pretty much treated as the weekend we’re we simply took it slow., and it felt ever so good. As a bit of rain and wind set in this afternoon we gathered the gang, climbed into the car and went to pick up the very first batch of my new pottery collection, brought to life by the talented hand of Jenny from @enigmapottery I’m so excited as I type, I can barely sit still! In just a few days, my lifestyle shop will open its online doors, filled with antiques, my pottery collection and in the new year, clothes and accessories. I studied fashion design in Italy in my twenties and design has always been something I’ve returned to again and again, but not really found my style and voice until now. So here’s to daydreams that become real with a bit of planning and goal setting, that really is all the difference between a daydream and reality. It may have taken years, but opening the box to the very first plates, cute little espresso cups and milk bottles, was quite an emotional moment for me. Almost 10 years ago I wrote the words; Food, Travel and Design on a price of paper when I lived in San Francisco. I didn’t know where to go or what to do with myself, but these three words represented what I loved. After years of Food and Travel being a bit part of my life, it’s time to bring in the third word, Design. It always a bit daunting to share ones vision and work, but I’m ever so looking forward to sharing more of what I love with you. I’ll share everything here, but @forsberg1935 is the home for my lifestyle shop. Wishing you all a fabulous Friday! Let’s make sure little by little, our daydreams become real;) #forsberg1935 #pottery


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Today had been grey, and I’ve been all bundled up with a cold under the duvet next to Mr Whiskey for the better part of the day. It’s been over three years since last time I had a proper cold, so I’m “licking my wounds” and taking long hot baths. Mr Whiskey hasn’t left my side all day. It wasn’t until the rain stopped he signaled that he’d like some fresh air. It’s days like this that makes me appreciate my health, my working legs and arms, my skin that only acts up every now and then, and bright eyesight. It makes me feel grateful for the little things I sometimes miss, like our pretty sink window (captured by the wonderful @sandrachoremi at our last ‘Autumn Gather Workshop’ ) the beautiful old oak furniture I inherited from my parents, and the little ornate sofa my grandmother gifted me before she passed away. Life happens so quickly yet ever so slowly. It’s a phrase I repeat over and over, reminding me to seize the moment, properly carpe the freaking diem and steer north. Downstairs my incredible English gentleman @theo_maxfield had taken hold of the house, business and our darling little Emma. It warms my heart to see how fond she is of her papa, squealing with delight at the sound of his footsteps. It’s teamwork running a family and a family business, even Mr Whiskey does his part as an eager model as soon as I take off the lens cap on my camera. So with heaps of kale and pumpkin, squash, carrots , celeriac and leeks from our wonderful organic farm @kensonsfarm waiting in overflowing baskets, I’m heading downstairs to the kitchen to try to do my part. Pickle, steam, ferment and cook what has been waiting far to long to be used. This is how today is going, this is how life is going, and before we know it, it’s autumn. So cook, kiss, love, and work towards your dream like there’s no tomorrow! #wednesdaymusings


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It’s that time of the year, when the fog rolls in from the sea and casts its magical spell on the landscape surrounding our old cottage. This is my season, where everything I love come together, whirling leaves that change color, fresh cooler air, hot chocolate, warm wool throws and blankets, fireplaces roaring away, smoke from wonky cottage chimneys, and tweed and wellies are back in fashion. I yearn for this season all year, and I marinate in bliss when it’s upon us. We’ve hosted quite a few private workshops this autumn and this months we have three more to go before using December to plan next year’s. It was such an incredible treat to meet the lovely @marcellerogers yesterday that joined us from Australia for a one day private workshop as she’s traveling around Europe. Her food journey is one incredible adventure, and we absolutely loved having her join us for a day of photography and styling, with many a cup of tea, and a glorious lunch at the beautiful @kitchengardenco So today we called a Sunday on a mere Tuesday. Slept in, went for a long wander in the woods and made the most nourishing pumpkins miso soup for lunch. We live life in the slow lane, it’s hard not to when based in the countryside, but it’s also a conscious choice for both of us, to take time to simply be, and to be together. It makes us both feel incredibly rich, fulfilled and loved. Couldn’t do it without you @theo_maxfield #theenglishcountryside #mmforsbergworkshop


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This morning, to the sounds of BBC 4 in the background I made kefir flatbreads, and thought of yesterday’s diet of Champagne and the most delicious sweet treats from @donna.hay ‘s brilliant new book “Modern Baking”. It all sounds rather decadent and it was, but very unplanned. I wrapped my big wool scarf tight around me as I waited for the train to take me from our sleepy countryside village up to London. I had a few meetings on the agenda, but far the most exciting part was to head to The Berkeley to celebrate the incredible @donna.hay and her new cookbook. If you’re anything like me, I’ve been inspired by this wonderful woman for years and years, so much so I have a tear sheet from her very first cookbook on my mood board to spur me on and motivate me to simply go for my dreams and trust in my ideas. I wrapped my hands around a warm cup of tea on the train and completely forgot I hadn’t even had breakfast yet. By the time lunch rolled around I was busy with meetings in, and it wasn’t until after having perhaps eaten a bit too many of @donna.hay ‘s most delicious cakes, her cheesecake in particular, that I realized my day had consisted of tea, champagne and cake! It could’ve been worse I suppose... So there I was celebrating away and feeling ever so star struck by this wonder woman, and ever so inspired to continue pursuing my dreams. Thank you @paulafitzherbert and @thechicshopper and @donna.hay for the most wonderful time. #inspiringwomen #donnahay


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This little village of ours, charming and wonky, with rows of old stone cottages, small shops and tucked away English gardens, has my heart. Last night, as the moon covered it’s face behind thick dark clouds, frost arrived. As the sun rose this morning, the fog disappeared and revealed glistening frost covering every surface on the many slate cottage rooftops. My English gentleman brought me a cup of tea with milk in bed, and I lay there warming up and listening to him making breakfast downstairs, and lighting the fire in the kitchen. All throughout this cold season ahead, the kitchen fireplace roaring away, is the very heartbeat of our home, just as it was in my childhood home in Norway. The fireplace was well stocked for month after month, and I loved sitting next to it on the kitchen counter, watching my mother bake autumn apples with sultanas, almonds, and brown sugar. To me, apples baking in the oven with its sweet and spicy aroma, is the perfume of autumn. Autumn became Winter, Winter became Spring, and just as the naked trees began sprouting green little ears, we unwrapped the very last wrinkled autumn apples smudged in newspaper ink and with little moisture left. They still tasted ever so luscious when baked. Perhaps wrinkled old apples wrapped in newspaper, to last the winter, baked in the oven isn’t much, but to me, the essence of life lies in the little things, and they make me feel rich and fulfilled even when cold winds roar and the rain whips sideways. #smallhappinesses #autumn #visitwiltshire


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The tangy yet comforting, and ever so nourishing taste of fermented foods have made me ever so nostalgic these days. It’s been something I simply took for granted growing up, but recently I’ve began returning even more to my Scandinavian roots and upbringing in Norway, with a mother that cooked from our kitchen garden and seasonal produce, pickled fermented, preserved, cured, smoked and dried. I’ve been diving down into the family recipe archive and began exploring with flavors I have around me and perhaps modernizing a few of the trusted old meals I grew up with. Tomorrow as a free edition to @corriere you will fin the new food magazine “Cook” and this month I contributed with seven autumnal soup recipes that I hope will excite you and inspire you to explore the world of fermentation more. One of my favorites is a fermented vegetable soup served chilled and with a side of oysters. This is the season for them and they go ever so well with this warm spiced chilled soup, you simply have to give it a try, but make sure to plan ahead, the soup takes a month to ferment before becoming packed with flavor and ever so full of wonderful gut bacteria to set you up for this cold season ahead. Thank you @angelafrenda @ale_dalmo @corriere for giving me this wonderful opportunity to share my favorite autumnal soup recipes with you readers. If you live in Italy, do let me know what you think. The magazine is out in tomorrow’s Corriere della Sera and tomorrow only. #cook #corrieredellasera #soup


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The thinly cut slice of orange had been drying in the bottom part of the AGA for hours, infusing our cottage kitchen with the loveliest citrus aroma. Ever since we first met, my English gentleman @theo_maxfield has made me cocktails. We’d sit in front of the warm fireplace and he’d make me a White Russian with cinnamon, bring his chair closer, and we’d while the night away talking. During last weekend’s “Autumn Gather Workshop “ he led cocktail sessions, set up a wee rustic bar next to then fireplace and taught us how to make chestnut syrup that he later used in his autumnal “Chestnut Sour” cocktail. I love watching him create. There’s passion in every stage of making a drink. After we’d waved goodbye to the last workshop participant, he put another log on the fire and made me another one of his creations. Watching people do what they love is beautiful. As the light faded I thought about my own journey in finding what it is that I love doing. Even to this day I may not have found my one passion, but I absolutely love what I do, and to be able to be creative everyday. It didn’t start with a fire within when I touched a camera, but rather a slow journey by writing down things I enjoyed doing, then narrowing it down by acting on it. If we wait till we have found our passion, we may end up old and grey before anything singles itself out. But if we simply start walking, even before we know where we’re going, you might find that you discover much fulfillment in the many things you encounter along the way. I’m still just walking, without perhaps one single passion in sight, but rather a combination of many things that I’ve discovered along the way, that today make up my life and work and make me incredibly happy and grateful. Because what is life, but a journey...


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The calm drizzle that made our hair curl ever so slightly at the combination of moisture and warmth, paused as we with baskets in hand made our way into the woods to my secret spot for sloes. It’s all very hush hush, much like when you find a spot with mushrooms, you keep it to yourself in fear someone might beat you to the golden chanterelles or Cepes. It’s the same for sloes. But much to my delight, no one had found our little treasure chest of these tiny dark blue fruits that are ever so bitter. With baskets full we returned to the cottage, put another log on the fire and began making slow gin. All weekend we gathered our fruits, berries, nuts and vegetables from nearby woods and farms before returning to the cottage to cook, eat, photograph, and make cocktails. And this afternoon we made sloe gin from my cookbook, that was poured into wax sealed little bottles for everyone to take home. It may only take three months for these tart fruits to ooze sweet purple goodness into the gin, but we made a promise to let it work its magic for a year before we’d open the bottles. Next year as autumn winds shake the golden leaves on our village trees, this year’s workshop group will pop open our bottles and raise our glasses in a toast from all corners of the world; “To adventures ahead!” If you want to know about upcoming workshops sign up for our newsletter. #mmforsbergworkshop #autumngatherworkshop #sloegin


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Thursday evening our “Autumn Gather Workshop” participants arrived by train from London. We’d lit the fireplace, arranged small flower bouquets in each bedroom, and put a beautiful handmade one off marbled notebook from @comptonmarbling on each bed. That very same morning, I walked up to the farm across the field, picked them up and selected marbled paper for our next collection of workshop notebooks at the same time. Solveig, the artist is in her 70’s and has been making unique marbled paper in her studio on the tucked away farm for over 40 years! There’s so much richness and beauty in this area. We cooked spatchcock partridge over open fire, baked leek in ember, foraged, and went for morning wanders in the woods and around a medieval castle. One morning we piled into the car, packet baskets, blankets and a thermos with my cinnamon infused blackcurrant toddy. As the sun broke through heavy clouds laden with moisture, we nestled ourselves by the roots of my favorite trees at Fonthill Estate. As we warmed our hands and drank our toddy I pointed towards the lake and told them tales of when Johnny Depp and Juliette Binoche filmed the lake and houseboat scene of the movie Chocolat on this very spot. Then we plucked the blanket free of golden leaves and headed towards our wonky cottage to begin preparing lunch. Thank you to the incredibly lovely group of ladies that joined us for the workshop this weekend. It’s was such glorious days filled with much laughter, and a few happy tears. #mmforsbergworkshop #autumngatherworkshop


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