The first mnemonic is cake, obviously

Yesterday something crazy happened. Every single one of my pictures was deleted from my phone. 

This time I dropped my phone on its screen and it decided not to work.  I took it to the Apple Store and they told me that since the screen was slightly dented (from my various clumsy bike journeys) the entire phone had to be fixed.   

I won't rant about the whole story but it turns out my photos were not saving onto iCloud since I had exceeded the storage space limit quite a while ago.

Losing all the photos on my phone has reminded me of how dependent I am on remembering everything.  Photos are similar to mnemonics, which are learning techniques used to aid memory retention.  My mnemonics are my photos, every time I flick through them I relive the moment. Now they are gone it is almost as if those moments never happened. 

If you've ever lost all your photos  or all your database or your whole dissertation on your computer you will go through the following feelings: terror, nausea then just plain sadness.  

My life starts today, I thought to myself.  A blank phone, a whole new start. 



For the whole new start, I decided that I wanted to make a cake that tasted like Italy.  hazelnuts and ricotta, what could feel more italian?  

The first mnemonic for my brand new life is a picture of this hazelnut and ricotta cake I made with toasted ground hazelnuts, butter, ricotta, whisked egg whites and dark chocolate.  


Posted on December 13, 2014 and filed under paris, chocolate, sweet, desserts, dinner.