marte_marie_forsberg@marte_marie_forsberg

Writer | Photographer |
Author of “The Cottage Kitchen” cookbook.
Photography, Styling and Cookery workshops in England and Italy.
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And just like that we blew out the candles and handed the keys over to our cottage sitter who’ll make sure our home is being lived in while away. I already miss our little village and our open fireplace in our kitchen, but I’m also so excited to see, breathe and eat outside of our little countryside bubble.
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It’s so easy to get perhaps too comfortable in our comfort zone, inside our world and familiar ways of thinking.
Our little trio isn’t traveling far, and to be fair many aspects of these next week’s will be to places I already know well, but still, travel opens our minds and hopefully also our eyes to the possibility of it being “many ways to Rome” as the saying goes. Today, more than ever I’m eager to introduce our little daughter to the world with all it has to offer, hoping she will grow strong and kind, and even if she’ll have her convictions, I hope she’ll stay open minded and welcoming to other people’s ideas, thought and beliefs.
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As we made our way above the clouds, I blew the green landscape below a kiss. I simply adore England, especially the countryside where life is lived in the slow lane and traditions are slow to change.
Before the day was over, with a golden sun hovering near the horizon line, the landscape below had changed from green to frosted and white. The rugged Norway coastline dotted with small islands, and as we flew further into this land I also call home, warm streetlights looked like glowing stitches on a familiar canvas. I’m home, I said, and turned to my English gentleman @theo_maxfield next to me. He gave my hand a squeeze and said, I’m home wherever you are. At that moment, high above the clouds, I knew I’d said yes to the right man. #adventuresahead


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With adrenaline rushing through my veins, I’m eagerly packing for our upcoming trip to Norway and Italy. I’ve missed this. Ever since my first solo trip to America to visit my brother and sister who lived there at the time, when I was as 13 years old, trains, planes and automobiles have taken me around the world. For over 12 years I studied, lived and worked abroad in on and off stints, exploring cultures, languages, traditions and food, that delicious glue that connects us all. .
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As twenties have turned into thirties and I’ve found a home here in the English countryside, I may have slowed my travel pace a bit, finding much enjoyment in discovering the near, but that inner travel bug still needs its fix on a regular basis. So tonight we pack our bags for a few weeks on the road. We may not be heading to my Venice this time around, but rather traveling all the way down to the toe of Italy and across to Sicily.
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All jittery and excited, clothes are folded on our bed, shoes lined up and my favorite @enchantedplantsskincare products are all ready to go. I’m looking forward to bringing you with us.
If you haven’t already signed up to our newsletter, we’re sending out our January one tomorrow with my saffron and sweet wine poached pair recipe from my cookbook “The Cottage Kitchen”
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Perhaps it’s the time of year, or perhaps it’s simply that I love Italy, that has made me yearn for it so much we just booked a trip. A short and sweet little trip to the most gorgeous place in Sicily. Italy was after all my second home, until England entered the scene. .
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Ever since I arrived in Venice by train at the age of 17, I’ve returned again and again to Italy and Venice, falling deeper and deeper I love with the canals, the people, the food, and the architecture. This photo is from a workshop I hired there together with my friend @skyemcalpine who just last year released her gorgeous debut cookbook filled with delicious recipes from her life growing up in this very city. .
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Each year we try to create a workshop that is a bit different, that is longer and where we dive deeper into the local food culture of a place, through hands on cookery classes, excursions, meeting locals, photographing and enjoying meals that are seasonal feasts, where in both the glass and on the plate local culture and tradition meet.
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This year we head up into the Italian mountains in May, just shy of two hours drive from Rome.
In this medieval village of Santo Stefano di Sessanio, we set up home at the incredible @sextantio and work with local “nonna’s “ to teach us their treasured recipes. I’d like to think of these passing on and sharing recipes and cooking techniques as a small way of preserving our food culture, be it Italian, English or Norwegian.
Many of my family’s recipes are preserved in my cookbook and I makes me so incredibly happy when you email me saying you’ve made Norwegian sour cream porridge and loved it!
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In just a week, we pile into the car and fly off to scout for next year’s workshop. The one big retreat of the year that is slightly different in format to our seasonal workshops here in England. They take a lot of planning, but they are so rewarding.
In the meantime, if you want yesterday’s saffron and sweet wine poached pear recipe, we’re including it in this month’s newsletter. To sign up simply swipe up on the pear image in stories or follow the link in highlights in my profile. #mmforsbergworkshops


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Drenched in sweet wine and served warm is how I enjoy my poached pears, but to be honest, they are equally delicious cold with whipped cream. It’s Sunday, which means long walks with our little team and Mr Whiskey, visiting friends, and many a cup of tea. It’s the day where more often than not we go out to a local pub for a traditional Sunday roast with all the trimmings. Yorkshire pudding to mop up the thick gravy with, baked seasonal vegetables, roast beef, roast potatoes and a sneaky pint of cider (make that half a pint;) And when it comes to dessert, it’s a day where I want something easy, tasty and comforting, like pavlovas, self saucing cakes, or poached pears. In my cookbook “The Cottage Kitchen” I share a recipe for one of my favorites, where I add saffron both for flavor as well as color, because although food, and especially desserts, are about so many things, where aroma, texture and looks are all a part of the overall experience, color is what really draws me in. If you’ve made my saffron poached pears I’d love to know what you thought, and if you haven’t, perhaps today is the day to try it out. I’d love to hear your thoughts. #thecottagekitchencookbook


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I would sit on the kitchen counter next to the open fireplace in the kitchen and watch her stir, knead and chop. It was to me a symphony of elegant movements, sounds, aromas and anticipation. She’d let me crack and egg and hand me a spoon to taste, but I wasn’t that interested in learning her ways of cooking, my eyes was on the end prize, when we’d all gather around the French oak table in the kitchen and eat together.
It wasn’t until years later when I studied at the university and lived abroad in Italy, Malta, Japan and America, that I put on an apron in a time of need, to recreate these comforting and soothing dishes of my childhood.
I was a student, far away from my mother’s kitchen, longing for the familiar, missing her voice, her food and home.
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In handwritten letters carrying a stamp from the post office on our little fjord island in Norway, she’d share her recipes with me. Familiar dishes of sour cream porridge, slow baked pork belly on the bone, rutabaga mash, and creamy cabbage stew with pepper and nutmeg.
Years later, with the university years behind me, I stood alone in the cold fog with a old suitcase bursting in the seams, on a small train station in the English countryside. It was mid November and the cold winter air made it all seem a bit grim.
This is where it all ended and yet this is where it all began.
Little did I know that three years to the dot of my arrival at this small quiet village, my debut cookbook would be available for sale in every major bookstore in both England, America, Canada, New Zealand and Australia, and online on @amazon .
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Ever since my English countryside chapter began I’ve wanted to share more with you from my life here, and this is as good a year as any, beginning with a little cookbook trailer launching just in time for Spring! Some things are better late than never, and I’m so looking forward to sharing more from our cottage, how I cook, the landscape in which I forage and get my produce, a peak into the world of my debut cookbook “The Cottage Kitchen” that hit the shelves a bit over a year ago while I was heavily pregnant with our daughter Emma, and to share more recipes from my mother’s letters with you.


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After my appointment @melaniegiles this morning, I sunk into a chair by the window with a warm cup of green tea and my notebook. This is going to be a great year, I began writing on a blank page that had 2019 written in the top right corner in black.
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Recently I’ve given in to basing decisions on my fear and worries, which is a rather sad start to begin. In a world that feels ever so unstable at the moment, I wanted to feel safe and allowed my vision of the future to be clouded. .
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So a couple of days ago, I turned to my English gentleman as a sat down next to me after lunch. The fireplace was lit in the kitchen, the kettle was on an little Emma was down for a midday nap. Let’s just go for it, I said looking at him across the table. Let’s just do it. Let’s think smart, but let’s deliberately live.
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We’d been planning our year and scribbled down dreams for the future, when I realized that I had been modest, too modest, too worried and allowed fear to cloud my judgement. The what ifs, can drive us wild with worry if we let it, and for a while I hadn’t noticed I had been reactive rather than proactive, I’d been fearful rather than brave, and worried rather than optimistic. .We talked for hours that day, and continued our conversation the next day in bed with Mr Whiskey curled up by our feet.
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So here I am with a cup of green tea, regaining with inner badass Beyoncé powers and writing down that I want a house in Italy, not a smart clever one, but the one that has my name on it, and is inconveniently large with tons of renovations to do, and I want to continue learning Italian, cook, write and push myself as a photographer.
The pages are being filled with what I’d like to see happen this year, and then plans for how to achieve it.
Nothing really is impossible, but it may take time, and the only person that holds the key to my future, is me.
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So let’s toss out those fears and be brave this year, allow ourselves to dream big, and make plans so our dreams become reality.
Delete your news app, turn off the TV and turn up the volume to inspiring podcasts and @Ted talks! Sharing some of my favorites in stories! #inspiringworkd2019


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We’re almost out of logs, again. The fireplace is lit as soon as we wake up in the morning, and whoever blows out the candles before bed puts a last log on for there to be glowing embers the next day.
January is cold and we’re spending our days bundled up at the cottage, on long winter walks with an extra scarf tied tie got, or at charming local pubs.
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The first two upcoming workshops for this year are still a few months away, when Warner winds have yet again awoken the sleepy countryside, the trees are sporting green and our kitchen garden is blossoming with both flowers and fresh produce. .
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Our “Spring Gather Workshop” is focused on cookery, foraging and photography. It’s one of our favorites, takes place here in our little part of the world, a sleepy village in the English countryside. We’re living on the most wonderful memories of our “Autumn Gather Workshop” with the most darling group of wonderful women.
Click on the link in my profile for more information and to grab the last spot!
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In May we pack our car and head to Italy for our yearly retreat in the Italian mountains, just a bit over an hour from Rome. Based in the most charming medieval village we’ll focus our days of visual storytelling, learn to cook old local recipes in wood fired ovens, and work on styling and photography.
Last year was quite the family affair, with both my parents there helping, my English gentleman @Theo_maxfield who led us all in cocktail sessions (which he’ll also do this year) and little Emma who was just over three months! We could not have asked for a more darling group, and I could not have been luckier to have my dear friend and brilliant photographer @brittchudleigh to guest teach during our five day retreat.
We’ve just launched the last spots, so click on the link in my profile to book your spot and for more information.
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Running these workshops, meeting some of you, and being able to share, create together and inspire each other on this journey through life is such a privilege and I love it!
Join us this year in either England or Italy, and if you don’t want to miss a thing, sign up for our newsletter by popping over to stories and swiping up #mmforsbergworkshop


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One morning in early December I almost choked on my buttered toast. My English gentleman @theo_maxfield and I, little Emma and Mr Whiskey we’re all snuggled up in bed in our pjs with a tray of breakfast on our laps. It was a Tuesday, but after wild months of back to back work we had decided to treat it as a Sunday by snoozing, not getting dressed and having breakfast in bed. .
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I posted about this glorious day a few weeks ago. By mere instinct I reached for my phone to check my emails and read the top one which was from the wonderful film team @whalar. “We’ll be with you between 09:30-10 today”, it read, and that’s where I nearly choked on my toast, as the clock on my nightstand read 9:38!! Needless to say we’ve never got ready faster!
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The result of our day together just arrived in my inbox, and even if I look like a absolute witch, I hope it won’t distract from this month’s #ObjectProject hashtag that challenges our community on Instagram to get creative and create an image with candles as a part of it.
Our cottage is always on the dark and moody side during these winter months, only lit up by our big fireplace and candles in the evening.
And i can’t wait to see what you’ll create with candles!
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If you want to join in, use the hashtag #ObjectProject_Candle and share an image with candles on your main Instagram grid before Wednesday 30th January at 5pm London time.
I’m thrilled to be choosing the the winner whom will receive a beautiful framed print of their work. You've got just over 3 weeks enter, so get to it and gather inspiration from the video here.
Can't wait to see what you create!


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I’ve always been draw to the moody corners with soft natural light flowing through the windows. Ever since I studied art history in Rome, focusing on the baroque master Caravaggio, I’ve been drawn to these darker light settings. It’s at the core of how I teach photography, where even if we may not stay at the darkest scale of light, I love inviting workshops participants into scenes where very little light is present and see how that affects a portrait, a still-life, food setting or even the landscape, be it the city or more rural.
I never sought out to teach photography, and I never thought of myself as a photographer until I realized one day perhaps I was indeed a photographer, or perhaps better yet, a storyteller, using both words and photography to create and capture moments.
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For over five years I’ve now taught photography, styling and running a small businesses, and it’s been so rewarding, so challenging and so wonderful to be able to meet many of you, work with you, and together help each other shape our future. I believe we all are a part of shaping the world we see around us and ultimately the world we live in.
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My mother is a master of creating a beautiful world that isn’t void of challenges, heavy waves, wild storms and blue days, but she chooses every day working with everything that this life throws our way, and making sure she uses each one of those life experiences to help her grow, become more compassionate, warm, inclusive, kind and turn knowledge into wisdom by living what she believes in. Her way of life has been an enormous inspiration in my life, and has made me truly appreciate the up as well as the downs, as without darkness there would be no light.
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This year and the next ( I know, we’re already thinking of 2020!) we have some pretty exciting workshops for you where hopefully we will continue to be able to create teaching environments that can inspire as well as leave you with concrete tools within photography, styling, cookery and running a small business.
If you want to book a workshop nows the time, as this year is already filling up, and you can find more information about them under workshops on my website.


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It’s been simple days this first week of the new year. We’ve eaten many a vegetable based frittata with a creamy dose of goats cheese, and indulged on left over champagne. We’ve packed away the colorful Christmas decorations, and this very morning my English gentleman carried out the most beautiful Christmas tree either one of us had ever had. Although it was sad to see it go, it all felt like a good Spring clean, making our cottage ready for new adventures.
January is perhaps particularly grey and a tad dull, the kind of month I would hesitate to invite to a dinner party, doubting it would bring any interesting conversation or positive energy with it, but it’s also the very best month. Let me explain. January feels like four weeks of blank pages, slow, uneventful, where nobody is really back in the swing of things till early February.
The landscape doesn’t offer up to many exciting plants, flowers and mushrooms and the garden is rather quiet too, giving me the perfect excuse to turn my attention elsewhere, to books, the indoors, set up the year and get sorted, organized and tidy up before things really begin to kick off.
So even if it may be, in my book, the most uneventful month, it’s also just the right amount of nothing for a lot of something to happen later. So I’ve begun to cherish this month as it truly sets me up for the new year.
At the end of the week I’m releasing my Food | Travel and Landscape bundle of desktop background images. I always change both my phone and my desktop image to photos that will set my year off in the right direction and inspire me every time I look at it, so I’m really excited to share my picks for you. I’m also working on finally being able to offer you prints that do many of you have asked for and this year month by month I’ll be sharing my favorites with you in both print and digital desktop form. I know many of you also would like presets to edit your images with.
I love editing and I’ve been working years to create presets that work for my look and esthetic, but for now I’d rather direct you to @local_milk @ellemaywatson and @1924us that have gorgeous presets for both your phone and desktop editing. xx


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A year ago while winter winds howled outside, my English gentleman @theo_maxfield and I took refuge from the cold in a small church in a nearby village. In England all churches are open to the public so even if the old oak door squeaked when we turned the handle, it yielded under the pressure and a bit of persistence. I was just weeks away from giving birth to our daughter Emma, and blissfully ignorant of what was to come. I gazed out of the narrow church windows toward the sky and felt so free, excited and grateful! I believe in planning my days, consciously choosing and acting in ways that drive me and my life forward. But the amidst all that, there’s that unexpected magic that happens when something unplanned finds its way into our lives, and I love allowing for these moments and these surprises, like falling in love, getting a glorious tax return (which never happens;), finding out you’re pregnant (which did happen!), getting a job you didn’t even apply for, or finding a home in a small hamlet on the outskirts of a stunning estate you didn’t even know existed. I’d like to think I know where I’m going and who I am, but then I turn a corner, and I see it all from a different perspective and realized I know nothing at all. And it feels ever so refreshing and liberating to know that no matter how much I plan, chose and walk with steady steps towards what I think is my path, an unexpected wind can throw me off balance and show me something which in turn teaches me something new. As I sit here and plan for this year, writing down goals and dreams that I’ll work towards, I can’t help but feel excited about everything I can’t plan for, and making sure I leave room for it, so I can continue to grow as a person, mother, daughter, lover, friend and fellow human being. Here’s to 2019 and to all the unexpected that crosses our path to help us grow. #fridaymusings


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Most trees are swaying naked in the wind this time of the year, but the English countryside never really sleeps. The grass is still green, every now and then flowers are blooming, and a few evergreens never really goes out of steam. The landscape feels calm and peaceful, with only a few tweed clad walkers, dog barks and slow rising smoke from the many cottage chimneys, our village feels asleep. Because so many of you have asked to buy prints and images for your computer screensaver and walls, I’ve put up a free bundle of landscape, travel and food images in Instagram stories that you can simply screenshot and save as a wee New Year’s gift from me to you! I love starting the year fresh and I always change the wallpaper on my phone and desktop background to an images that will inspire me these first months of the year. The free bundle will be available for 24hours so do pop to my stories to grab one or two you like. Later next week we’ll make images available for your desktop screensaver and background too, and in a month my prints will finally be available too. In my studio I’m surrounded by mood boards and images to inspire me and to make me dream. Some images transport and others make me yearn to stay focused in achieving my goals, some simply make me happy and some make me feel nostalgic. I hope this year will be a great one for all of us, and that you may find an image to help you to keep dreaming, and keep believing that with one foot in front of the other, that very dream can come true! Feel free to tag me and use #imagelove2019 so I can see which image that inspires you. Happy 2019!!


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