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Looks good doesn’t it? While I will never underestimate the importance of any piece of pie, this particular slice, well it’s damn right pivotal. It’s a Friday morning in Paris, I order a coffee and this slice of loveliness, sit at the window seat and I don’t move for the next hour and a half. A plan was afoot.

Then and there I decided that one day I’d own a place like this, I’d serve up the cake and it would be just as wonderful, life was going to be like this now. That’s the plan and I’m sticking to it, and this blog is just the start. I’m about to take a pâtisserie course at Le Cordon Bleu which you’ll be hearing all about too but really, Blame it on the brioche is a baking blog that encourages a messy kitchen and bakes with plenty of personality, all set to a soundtrack of very loud music.

Who am I?

I’m a gin drinking, drummer-loving baker who could quiet happily survive on cake and cheese alone. I long to be French and will always find an excuse to wear plaid and/or leopard print. That’ll do for now but by all means leave a comment or question below if your curiosity gets the better of you.