Melons and Honey


Super stoked to receive a bag of goodies from Societé Naturelle. Big shout out to Preet Singh. Totally loved the raw honey and bee pollen and immediately put it to use.

With summers at its peak, melons are at their best right now. They are a great snack and are very good for keep you well hydrated.

I love a bowl of cantaloupe or honey dew or musk melon or watermelon with a drizzle of good honey. It tends to bring out the flavours of the melons. This here is a great snack and requires just about no effort to assemble. Served cold it is a great refreshing snack.


Ingredients: (Makes 2-3 Jars)
1 cup musk melon
1 cup water melon
1 cup cantaloupe
1 cup chilled whipped yogurt
1 cup bran flakes
2 tbsp sunflower seeds/ flaked almonds
2 tbsp bee pollen from Societé Naturelle
2 tbsp honey from Societé Naturelle for garnish. (Extra for sweetening the yogurt if you like)

1. Skin, deseed and cut the melons in cubes. It is best to work with cold melons.
2. Take a tall wide jar, I have used one that is 6 inches in diameter and 6 inches tall (approx)
3. Whip the cold yogurt. You can sweeten it with 2 tbsp. Honey.
4. Assemble. Simply spoon the melons in the serving bowl/ jar. Add the whipped yogurt on top. Sprinkle the top with bran flakes and seeds/nuts of your choice. Drizzle over delicious ‘Raw Honey’ from Societé Naturelle. Thats it. Dig in.


Netflix – Are you watching Blacklist. Because Raymond Reddington has me hooked.
Movie – The Hours. A Meryl Streep, Nicole Kidman, Julianne Moore starrer movie on how Mrs. Dalloway affects three generations of women.

Ásgeir – In The Silence –
Agnes Obel – Riverside (Official) –
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds – The Boatman’s Call (1997) –
Goldmund: Threnody –

Blog – Road tripping in america. This is a great guide to the eating your way through it.

Book – The Boys in the Boat: Nine Americans and Their Epic Quest for Gold at the 1936 Berlin Olympics

Poem – Childhood nostalgia, this poem
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth

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