Around the tender age of 7, H lived for a few years in Den Haag.
Since I have known him, he has had a fondness for stroopwafel – two thin chewy biscuitty rounds sandwiched with sugary syrup.
They were therefore a must-find on our Amsterdam visit.
Around the tender age of 7, H lived for a few years in Den Haag.
Since I have known him, he has had a fondness for stroopwafel – two thin chewy biscuitty rounds sandwiched with sugary syrup.
They were therefore a must-find on our Amsterdam visit.
As you may have gathered from the sudden arrival of posts, one of my goals for this year was to be better at updating this poor neglected blog.
Thus from big flat pancakes to adorable mini pancakes: poffertjes!
Mmmm, snacks. The food you eat when you don’t need food. Most definitely beyond sustenance and into pleasure, enjoyment and greed.
I try not to snack too much on a regular basis, but this is less due to willpower than to deliberately not having them around.
Of course all bets are off on holiday. Especially in a city with eateries of all kinds on every avenue.
American-style pies are something I am drawn to. British sweet pies are pretty tame – generally fruit of some sort between two layers of pastry. In America, pies can have chocolate, cream, custard or nuts, and are served in decadent slices. I base this on the charming and unique TV series Pushing Daisies and the movie Waitress.
I feel bad.
I have not written a post in two months, and I’ve barely written any this year.
It’s not that I don’t have anything to post about, nor that I don’t have the time. I just don’t seem to have gotten around to it.
My crapness aside, let’s talk about Street Feast.
Ah, candy floss. Sticky sickly friend of children and guilty nostalgic treat of adults.
Not in Thailand. Here, candy floss, or something very much like it, is wrapped up in pancakes and devoured by all ages as a toothsome snack.